Kirstyn Hippe | Dying Day - Kirstyn Hippe (original song) @xKirstynHippe | Uploaded May 2016 | Updated October 2024, 2 hours ago.
Not morbid at all.... Lyrics below!
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LYRICS
What will you say on your dying day
What will you do when your heart doesn’t pull through
There will come a moment when your life’s before your eyes
Will it underwhelm you or take you by surprise
Will you have done the things that you always said you would
Will everyone say it’s such a shame you were misunderstood
How many lessons will sit collecting dust
Never used before you turned to rust
What will you say on your dying day
What will you do when your heart doesn’t pull through
Will you succumb to cancer that’s not even your own
Will the weight of the world hit like a falling stone
Or will you be paralyzed by what you never did
Shifting blame to ease the pain of lives you failed to live
The cliche is it happens in a blink
You probably won’t even have time to think
What will you say on your dying day
What will you do when your heart doesn’t pull through
It’s possible your story won’t end well
Will you at least have a story to tell
What will you say on your dying day
Not morbid at all.... Lyrics below!
Patreon: patreon.com/kirstynhippe
twitter.com/kirstynhippe
instagram.com/kirstynhippe
kirstynhippe.tumblr.com
facebook.com/kirstynhippemusic
kirstyn.bandcamp.com
kirstynhippemusic@gmail.com
LYRICS
What will you say on your dying day
What will you do when your heart doesn’t pull through
There will come a moment when your life’s before your eyes
Will it underwhelm you or take you by surprise
Will you have done the things that you always said you would
Will everyone say it’s such a shame you were misunderstood
How many lessons will sit collecting dust
Never used before you turned to rust
What will you say on your dying day
What will you do when your heart doesn’t pull through
Will you succumb to cancer that’s not even your own
Will the weight of the world hit like a falling stone
Or will you be paralyzed by what you never did
Shifting blame to ease the pain of lives you failed to live
The cliche is it happens in a blink
You probably won’t even have time to think
What will you say on your dying day
What will you do when your heart doesn’t pull through
It’s possible your story won’t end well
Will you at least have a story to tell
What will you say on your dying day