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The day is dawning, it′s a beautiful morning
I do a little yawning, I rise and shine
I get my coffee, what's in the offing?
All of a sudden I′m coughing, I'm definitely gonna die
Yeah, this is the big one, dig my grave, say my goodbyes
'Cause I′m definitely gonna die
I′m overreacting, no need to start packing
Let's get cracking, I′ve got work to do
Got customers to please, gonna elicit some fees
And then I sneeze, I'm gonna die from the flu
Locate my donor card, dig a hole out in the yard
Start taping my goodbyes, ′cause I'm definitely gonna die
It was probably just dust, to clean around here I must
A vacuum would be a plus, but the vacuum is broke
I order one online, just as I′m feeling fine
There's a sniffle and a whine, and I know I'm gonna croak
My life′s fruition, speed dial the mortician
No use for me to try, ′cause I'm definitely gonna die
Now it comes to supper time, I must admit I′m feeling fine
I cook a meal of which to dine, a glass of wine of which I pour
Anticipate a pleasant night, and I take a little bite
But something don't feel right, my throat is sore
I′m gonna die, I'm gonna die, I told you I′m gonna die
Finally, finally I'm gonna die
Now it's time to go to bed, the day has messed with my head
I should watch TV instead, but I do not
I′m the pillow where I lay, think about the worried day
Anxiety won′t go away, and now my head feels hot
I just believe here, that it's a fever
I′m gonna die, the grim reaper
I'll never sleep here, ′cause I'm gonna die
I finally get to sleep, in my dreams ghosts creep
I pray my soul to keep, my mirror image, I warn it
I rise again to a beautiful morning
But in the ledge it lands, a murder hornet
I′m gonna die, finally, finally, I'm gonna die
Put on my gravestone, I told you, I'm gonna die
Stay safe, friends
I do a little yawning, I rise and shine
I get my coffee, what's in the offing?
All of a sudden I′m coughing, I'm definitely gonna die
Yeah, this is the big one, dig my grave, say my goodbyes
'Cause I′m definitely gonna die
I′m overreacting, no need to start packing
Let's get cracking, I′ve got work to do
Got customers to please, gonna elicit some fees
And then I sneeze, I'm gonna die from the flu
Locate my donor card, dig a hole out in the yard
Start taping my goodbyes, ′cause I'm definitely gonna die
It was probably just dust, to clean around here I must
A vacuum would be a plus, but the vacuum is broke
I order one online, just as I′m feeling fine
There's a sniffle and a whine, and I know I'm gonna croak
My life′s fruition, speed dial the mortician
No use for me to try, ′cause I'm definitely gonna die
Now it comes to supper time, I must admit I′m feeling fine
I cook a meal of which to dine, a glass of wine of which I pour
Anticipate a pleasant night, and I take a little bite
But something don't feel right, my throat is sore
I′m gonna die, I'm gonna die, I told you I′m gonna die
Finally, finally I'm gonna die
Now it's time to go to bed, the day has messed with my head
I should watch TV instead, but I do not
I′m the pillow where I lay, think about the worried day
Anxiety won′t go away, and now my head feels hot
I just believe here, that it's a fever
I′m gonna die, the grim reaper
I'll never sleep here, ′cause I'm gonna die
I finally get to sleep, in my dreams ghosts creep
I pray my soul to keep, my mirror image, I warn it
I rise again to a beautiful morning
But in the ledge it lands, a murder hornet
I′m gonna die, finally, finally, I'm gonna die
Put on my gravestone, I told you, I'm gonna die
Stay safe, friends
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