The tension's rising, it's getting intense
Anger's the only thing that makes any sense
When the graveyard whispers, calling your name
You brush it off, playing no part in the game
The Reaper's waiting, just like an order
But you show the middle finger, other side from the border
When I drive a motorcycle on the twisty roads
I don't save the throttle, because I fear dying too old
It doesn't matter to me if I die today
Coz I lived my life already yesterday.
When the graveyard whispers, calling your name
You brush it off, playing no part in the game
The Reaper's waiting, just like an order
But you show the middle finger OTHER SIDE FROM THE BORDER!
Enjoy life as it goes by and don't worry
The six feet under the ground, you won't be sorry
Defy the Grim Reaper, and live on your own.
Days in the future are just short-period loans!
When the graveyard whispers, calling your name
You brush it off, playing no part in the game
The Reaper's waiting, just like an order
But you show the middle finger other side from the border!