Walk away when you're angry
Brace yourself, theres nothing to gain
Old enough to know the outcome
More blood, its always the same

Aren't we cool and aren't we calm?
For facing death, we run head on
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm?
A god reserved for false alarm
Arent we cool and arent we calm?
For facing death, we run head on

Do what they say!
Or they take it away
I'd rather be dead than
carry on

Wait!
Bite your lip, dont be cursing!
We mustn't take gods name in vain!
Wait!
Put your knife, pull the curtain!
Impulses, you must refrain!

Aren't we cool and aren't we calm?
For facing death, we run head on
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm?
A god reserved for false alarm
Aren't we cool and arent we calm?
For facing death, we run head on

Do what they say!
Or they take it away
I'd rather be dead than
carry on

So I carry on
with this burden
I can't remember anything
I can't be certain

Aren't we cool and aren't we calm?
For facing death, we run head on
Do what they say!
Or they take it away
I'd rather be dead than
carry on