Sick & Suffering

I'm gonna die, you're going to die

How will you spend your time?

Ooh, how will I spend my time?

Oh, the whisker I grow, it won't bother me no more

When it grows six-feet underground

And the shoes that I own that pinch my big toe

Won't pinch the toe the tag hangs around

I am sick and suffering

And I'm sure that that's not gonna change

Just as sure as I'm older than I was last year

I got one more sweet toe in the grave

And I don't let it make me afraid

Oh, decisions I made when I was 28

Ham-fistedly getting unmade

And it's frightening to know this is just the beginning

So I won't make no choices today

I am sick and suffering

And I'm sure that that's not gonna change

Just as sure as I'm older than I was last year

I got one more sweet toe in the grave

And I don't let it make me ashamed

Oh, I'd rather be hiding

Oh, I'd rather run

Oh, but nothing gets growing

When it's blocked from the sun

I am sick and suffering

And I'm sure that that's not gonna change

Just as sure as I'm older than I was last year

I got one more sweet toe in the grave

And I'm not afraid

I'm not afraid

I'm not afraid

Oh, I'm not ashamed

I'm not ashamed

I'm not ashamed

Oh, I'm not afraid

I'm not afraid

I'm not afraid

I'm not ashamed

I'm not ashamed

I'm not ashamed