The Message کے بول

Death wants to make you a part of it Not coming with me Saints, criminals, all just killing time Death waits to make your peace with it You'll be fine Youth, innocence Everyone runs out Death is the message Without meaning Death is the message Not the beginning And when we're young We can't wait to grow up We get old, we give up And we pray to grow young Doesn't matter if you're ready You're coming with me The rich, the beautiful Everyone's in line See through the velvet Death is the message Where I'll never be The taste, the bitterness Always been too loud Death is the message Without meaning Death is the message Not the beginning When we're young We can't wait to grow up We get old, we give up And we pray to grow young