Church Bells/Funeral

Call me Imma slide Tag along just for the ride You better be on our side Or you hear the church bells chime Funeral, funeral Count 'em up like numerals Cooked up it's consumable No tux but it's suitable This ain't a game Play with the thunder you getting the rain, yeah yeah Going insane, I ain't no amateur know I've been trained, yeah, yeah Try what they do to me, losing me, I'm only loosening my aim, yeah, yeah Got 'bout a week left to live before the world bursts into flames, yeah, yeah How could we get out without the people that I started with Nobody gonna stop me Gotta leave, that's it you wanna leave Or maybe you could stay and feel the pain of The Apocalypse Or maybe you could pray and never say that you're not gonna live How can the world be so alone? (so alone) The world's ending as we know it yeah Call me Imma slide Tag along just for the ride You better be on our side Or you hear the church bells chime Funeral, funeral Count 'em up like numerals Cooked up it's consumable No tux but it's suitable Know my way up through this town Got my head on straight, but the racks go round yeah Few more nights we gotta spend I dodge with the paper, I fight with the pen And I stocked up again, and leave off at the end But the middle is content I gotta extend Maybe I'm talkin' 'bout this, yeah, yeah Yeah the album is good, look for stuff that you missed Cause there's lots of new meaning if you listen close But transparent if you not listening like a ghost, yeah Yeah, feel like a ghost Feel like a ghost Feel like a ghost Feel like a ghost