Back of Your Mind

I keep on dreaming of
my teeth falling out
My hair going grey
my health movin south
Loosing limbs to brutal accidents
Sharp 20/20 vision that came and went

All these things that I dream
Won’t go away it seems
Won’t go away it seems

Oh child
We’re born to die
No worries
No need to cry
Don’t forget about it
Just Leave it in the back of your mind
In the back of your mind

Ive dreamt of getting stabbed out in the street
By some random
What a misfortune to meet
Getting shot in the face by someone gun crazed
Terrorized from day to day

I wish these thoughts would just go away
But It seems they’re here to stay
Oh it seems that they’re here to stay

Oh child
We’re born to die
No worries
No need to cry
Don’t forget about it
Just Leave it in the back of your mind
In the back of your mind

Come on forget about that shit