Dancehall Lyrics

Sometimes i think that
Life is just a game.
I get the urge to jump
In front of a moving train.
But like some kind of sick joke
You keep me alive.
Everytime i pass out
You're there to revive.
But when i die, cremate me.
Turn my ashes into dimonds

And turn those shining dimonds
Into a crystal ball.
Make it the centrepiece,
Glimmering and shimmering,
Spinning from the ceiling,
In the iddle of the dancehall.