Common Assumptions of Risk (live)

What do you do when confronted with death? If you woke up one second with it on your doorstep? Would you run would you scream would you plead would you beg? Would you stand there in silence or would you have wept? Oh my darling Oh my sunshine oh my love Won't you take my battered bones and cover them up Oh sweetheart I'm exactly what you wanted to be at 13 Now why the f*ck did you wish for this I always thought my death would be a blaze of glory But you're just there and then you're not In the rationality of the grey morning Look in scorn and regret On the lonely pervasive part of you You can't ignore Oh my darling Oh my sunshine oh my love Won't you take my battered bones and cover them up Oh sweetheart I'm exactly what you wanted to be at 13 Now why the f*ck did you wish for this Kneel before me Ides of March, the judgment day Crawling through the mirage of heaven and hells gates Spending your whole little life In a semi-fugue state Drenched in sickly sweet sweat so desperate For feelings that evade To put words to a meaning That will constantly elude your chase And then I stand in a cornfield In the forest In the street The stench of petrichor A pounding ceaseless litany A sacrificial lamb A martyr thrown at your feet Undeserving of the grace of death Nor the tears the devils weep I do not receive the honor of being named Nor any ease And I breathe in and breathe out And wait for the release