When the dreamer die, what happens to the dream?
It’s like we’re too old to trick or treat and too youg to die.
Don’t die sad, you might get stuck that way
Die without ever giving a fuck
You’re afraid to live and you’re afraid to die, what a way to exist.
Everything good dies here. Even the stars.
When I die, spread my ashes across the internet.
Is what you’re living for worth dying for?