| Doctor laid a doosie | |
| On my head today | |
| Cancer eating my lung tissue away | |
| At night I lock the door to my room | |
| Fear the grim reaper will come | |
| To call on me soon | |
| Dark shadow cast over me | |
| Turn around - what the fuck do I see | |
| Thousands lying dead | |
| Grim reaper chopping off people's heads | |
| Can't run can't hide | |
| Bony fingers clutch my spine | |
| Skull face swing a scythe | |
| Oh God I want to live |