You Know We're All so Fond of Dying Songtext

von Children 18:3

It's a lesson in progress
How far away can we go?
Everything is progress
As far as I know

Take a life and make it something less, please
Anything more than stupid tests
And tests and tests and tests
I found the answer to my selfishness

Cry, cry, cry
Please stop killing us
(You know we're all so fond of dying)
Please stop using us
They'll never shut up
Please stop killing us
(You know we're all so fond of dying)
Please stop using us

It's an acceptable practice
And I am loathe to say
Snuffed out the wicks from a sea of candles
Maybe Jesus could take it away

Please stop killing us
(You know we're all so fond of dying)
Please stop using us
They'll never shut up
Please stop killing us
(You know we're all so fond of dying)
Please stop using us

The carousel comes 'round again
I cry and scream, but I pretend
They're running down and I can't chase
Or put that smile out of place

Say it isn't so!

Come, they come to take them all away
But I'm not going home
Come, they come to take my soul away
But I'm not going home

Cry, cry, cry
And we hear them sing