Remember Death

I'm so sick of the city Sick of concrete and grime So sick of feeling tired all the time I'm so sick of other people And all the things they say Everyone always wants to get their way Every cloud has a silver lining Every era, its demise I take pleasure in knowing In the end, everyone dies I'm so sick of the city Where the sun never shines Hostile structures working as designed I'm so sick of the rat race Sick of gears that grind Never stop or you'll be left behind Every cloud has a silver lining Every era, its demise I take pleasure in knowing In the end, everyone dies