[Verse 1]

How do you accept

That you're going to die

Do calmly nod

Or do you break down and cry

Do you blame yourself

Or do you think death is a thief

Do you process things

Through the Five Stages of Grief

[Chorus]

You might deny that you will die

You might get mad at God

You might bargain with the Devil

You might cry through your facade

Eventually you will accept

That it is high time that you slept

You never will be fully prepped

But the years have crept and crept and crept

[Verse 2]

What will happen next

There is no way to know

What will you imagine

What emotions will you show

How will you react

Will you fall back on your beliеf

Will you process things

Through the Five Stagеs of Grief

[Final Chorus]

You might deny that you will die

You might get mad at God

You might bargain with the Devil

You might cry through your facade

Eventually you will accept

That it is high time that you slept

You never will be fully prepped

But the years have crept and crept and crept

You might deny that you will die

You might get mad at God

You might bargain with the Devil

You might cry through your facade

Eventually you will accept

That it is high time that you slept

You never will be fully prepped

But the years have crept and crept and crept