Better Off Dead

I'm sorry about the sun
How could I know that you'd burn?
And I'm sorry about the moon
How could I know that you'd disapprove?

And I'll never make the same mistake
So next time I create the universe
I'll make sure we communicate at length

But until then... you're better off dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
Better off dead, it's better than this
Take it away, 'cause there's nothing to miss

I'm sorry about the world
How could I know you'd take it so bad?

So if you're looking for a fantasy
Why not try the entire human race?
Just to play it safe

Why don't you try pushing daisies instead?
Better off dead, yeah better off dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head

The next time I create the universe
I'll make sure you participate
Just in case...


Anathema

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