Sometimes i think that life is just a game. I get the urge to jump in front of a moving train. But like some kind of sick joke you keep me alive. Every time i pass out you're there to revive. But when i die, cremate me. turn my ashes into diamonds And turn those shining diamonds into a crystal ball. Make it the centerpiece, glimmering and shimmering, Spinning from the ceiling, in the middle of the dancehall.