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