Dancehall

Sometimes I think that life is just a game
I get the urge to jump in front of a moving train
But like some kind of sick joke you keep me alive
Every time I pass out you're there to revive

But when I die, cremate me
Turn my ashes into diamonds
And turn those shining diamonds into a crystal ball
Make it the centerpiece
Glimmering and shimmering
Spinning from the ceiling
In the middle of the dancehall