There's a sign on the PA turnpike
That says, "Your sin will find you out"
Well, that's fine, it's about damn time
Yeah, come find me out at night
When I've fucking lost my mind
I'm too scared for fight or flight
Freaked out, frustrated, and fueled by
How my dad died
Like his dad died
And I know someday I'll die
But I'm alive
And I don't know where I'll go when I go
Will Saint Pete assess my soul?
Will I sleep without dreams in some hole?
I'll drive my car off the road
I'll pray that the tank explodes
The impact will snap my bones
And I'll plunge headfirst toward the unknown
But I don't wanna go
If I have to go alone
If I have to go alone, no
Well, my dad died
Like his dad died
And I know someday I'll die
But I'm alive
I'm alive
My friends say all the best things
I hope to meet them in the end
My friends say all the best things
I hope to meet them in the end
