The cycle goes on and on An endless circle of scaring the shit outta me As we get strung along Dragged till were nothing but cosmic debris If there's something wrong Then there's somethin' wrong with everything And what spurs us on Will pull us apart We're just tryin' to find our place Or fight our way through a four-dimensional space And our reward for this Is not knowing why we exist If there's nothing wrong Then there's nothing wrong with anything And what spurs us on Will pull us apart Woah-oh Woah-oh Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh If I can ask one thing when I am dead, would you (woah-oh) (Woah-oh) lay me down by the river bed, and just (Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) let me wash away Let it take me back from where I came 'Cause all I am and all I was is just (woah-oh) (Woah-oh) blood and dirt and bones and mud, and I'm (Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) better off that way I'm better off that way If I can ask one thing when I am dead, would you Lay me down by the river bed, and just Let me wash away Let it take me back from where I came 'Cause all I am and all I was is just Blood and dirt and bones and mud, and I'm Better off that way I'm better off that way