Sometimes I think that life is just a game
I get the urge to jump in front of a moving train
But like some kind of sick joke you keep me alive
Every time I pa** out you're there to revive
But when I die, cremate me. Turn my ashes into diamonds
And turn those shining diamonds into a crystal ball
Make it the centerpiece, glimmering and shimmering
Spinning from the ceiling, in the middle of the dancehall