Feed Angel - Pile Of Bones Lyrics

Fling yourself into the sky
It's warm like Fourth of July
It's fun to run and jump and fly
And then you're a pile of bones
Just a pile of bones
Life's good and then you die
Then after that you sit and cry
For eternity wondering why
You had to tell a lie
Then you're a pile of bones
Jesus don't love you, he never did
What do you think you're special, kid?
Guess what
What?
You're becoming a pile of bones
Just a pile of bones
You won't be buried, you'll turn to dust
You won't be buried, cuz no one cares enough
You'll sit and pray the day away
Then become a pile of bones
Just a pile of bones