I spotted the glow over the mountain, tonight
My turn to turn in just when the weather's getting nice
I predict: i die in a plane crash
I see it now, i die in a car on tour
And there's no one to stop this
Nobody to loosen death's firm grip on me 

Doo doo doo doo i die
It's [bad word] 
Doo doo doo doo i die
And so do you 

My prophecy is [bad word] 
My finger's on the pulse
(but where's the beat?)

We don't wanna die in the ocean
(drifting out to sea)
We don't want to die in our sleep
(ing bags)

DEATH buckle up boys, we're going for a little ride 

Death! I just want one more breath!
Can you grant me one more please?