We'll all be gone
We'll reach the end of the tune
We'll all be gone
It's the marks of time on me and on you
We'll all be gone
This is your future plan
We'll all be gone
That's why it's good that a human is human
When I'm dead
I'll have Wi-Fi in my grave
I'll have Wi-Fi so that I can talk
Say I'm alive, but I did depart
And many times
I will think about you1there
Wearing Armani down 6 feet
Silent refrains filling the deep
And baby there
I won't write anymore songs
And baby there
I really won't write anymore songs
The party sounds reach me
Can hear them quietly
And I just lay inside
Glad others are still alive
We'll all be gone
We'll reach the end of the tune
We'll all be gone
It's the marks of time on me and on you
We'll all be gone
This is your future plan
We'll all be gone
That's why it's good that a human is human
When I'm dead
A couple of people will say
It was good while I lasted
I never lied to my last breath
Then I'll lie2underground
My heart will not pound
It seems its time was up
Better if others live above
And baby there
I won't write anymore songs
And baby there
I really won't write anymore songs
The party sounds reach me
Can hear them quietly
And I just lay inside
Glad others are still alive
We'll all be gone
We'll reach the end of the tune
We'll all be gone
It's the marks of time on me and on you
We'll all be gone
This is your future plan
We'll all be gone
That's why it's good that a human is human
1. Plural pronoun.2. Rest in a flat, horizontal, or recumbent position.