Realistic

Oh, call me pessimistic I’m only realistic Death is ahead of us Never behind

Oh, believe me I’m scared Scared of dying too soon. Every day is a step too far Like the last step before mom’s arms

The world is moving too fast Life passes without asking for permission It doesn’t wait the little crossing man The one who tells us : Go ahead, cross, it’s safe

Oh, call me pessimistic I’m only realistic. I enjoy life, but I forget that one day I’ll have to learn to live death

Oh, believe me, I am terrified I feel my hands shaking I already feel my pain The one that will take my life

Oh, call me pessimistic I am only realistic Death is ahead of us And it will go no far

On the long path It crouches in a hole Waiting patiently for our passage Ready to make the ground crumble under our feet

Oh, death isn’t far Each minute of each day It gets closer Hands in it’s pockets

Go for it, call me suicidal You don’t even know me I don’t want to die But I know the day will arrive

It’s not because I talk about death That I want to live it Death is never far away There’s even times where death is our tomorrow

I am terrified I am petrified What if I don’t succeed ? What if I don’t finish ?

What if… What if everything is over ? Well screw it It wasn’t meant to be

Oh, call me pessimistic I am only realistic You’re all stupid Stupid to death

You think time is rushing Me, the only thing I see Is people who aren’t rushing Time is flying and we slip away

Whatever happens You’ll move forward That you want it or not The choice isn’t yours

See, that’s life We endure We don’t have a choice That’s how it is

Even if we think we’re stalling We’re always moving Because, it’s not death who gets closer to us It’s us who get closer to death

Nelly