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...
Better Off Dead
Posted on
21 de setembro de 2009
Anathema