Why is it that the meaning of death is simple
But the meaning of life is complex?
How can I say goodbye
If I'm on my last breath
Things like life
Are never meant to last
I guess that's why
They seem to go so fast
And if you say you know what heaven means
Then you can go to hell
Because with the way we're living
None of us could ever tell
And if you were smart, you'd see it now What I have always seen Death's the only part of life That is always guarateed
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