I'm going into a state of shock I can twist, I can hardly walk And I'm holding on for life Should I be concerned? My eyes are rolling in the back of my head I'm black and blue and I'm in the red And the silence is so loud Should I be concerned? We want to go to heaven But no one wants to die The fire, judgement and demons And save your last goodbye My tears are putting out my cigarette And I'm singing out the alphabet The way I remember Should I be concerned? Make a mess from my amusia I'm going under anesthesia I'm holding on for life Should I be concerned? We want to go to heaven But no one wants to die We want to go to heaven But no one wants to die We want to go to heaven But no one wants to die The fire, judgement and demons And save your last goodbye