Living to die (short version)
Dying since the moment I was born
Till now life has played with me and left me torn
Over and over again I am forlorn
So I ask myself is dying worth living for?
I have no control over who’ll I be
I’m just a slave, a slave of destiny
Why are there choices if my fate is concealed
I guess I’ve never really been free
Living, living to die
To die
We all die sometime
We all die sometime
I am not afraid of death
But I’m afraid to die
There’s more to fear in life
Then there is in death