If life is what you make it
Maybe death is also what you make it
It premeditation of where we've been to where we're going
Stop waiting for the perfect
Catch a wave, and ride it to the sunset
And channel your frustrations
As far as I can tell, it's all just entertainment
Funny how the pieces fit together
God, I hope this feeling lasts forever
Stop living for tomorrow
Yes, to days and no to nights of sorrow
And take a long vacation
If all goes well, you won't need your medication
And learn to live as stable
Happy days, as long as you are able
And disregard your inner hell
And you're safe as well and it's all just entertainment
Though we're both worlds apart together
If we're both pure of heart we'll make it
And if then nothing happens, I'll be happy right here where I stay
And if today is sorrow, tomorrow will be sorrow as well
It's not over, it's not over, 'til I say it's over
No fat lady singing, no hell freezing over
It's all entertainment
