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ready to go - secret clubhouse lyrics

[verse 1]
who would ever wanna meet death
with their bags checked, all dressed up, ready to go?
i’m not so worried about getting old, but i’m terrified of dying slow
ruminating on my regrets as my ways sets and my breath gets heavy to hold
skin stretched tight, clinging to my tired bones
stuck between too hot and too cold

[verse 2]
who would ever wanna meet death
beside a freak fat b*tch like get set ready to go?
i’m not so worried about getting old, but i’m sliding face*first in the hole
find my body with the feet next to my trinkets sn*tched up by n0body knows
[?] over to hide my own bones
undignified as we decompose

[pre*chorus]
i don’t wanna white*knuckle a walker
finally fallen off the face of the map
let my body fall wherever it wonders
save the trouble of an [?]

[chorus]
and when you grieve, grieve for you
if you feel obligated to
’cause when i’m dead, i wouldn’t fret
no, i’ll have better things to do
and if you cry, cry for you
your life will be over much too soon
[?] do not care
oh, before long, neither will you
[verse 3]
who would ever wanna meet death
with their defence in a briefcase ready to make?
i’m not so worried about pearly gates, i am the way that i was made
in the image of a mean god, or a weird god. for what reasons? n0body knows
oh, great*whatever*the*h*ll guards the gold, best look alive
here comes my soul

[bridge]
i don’t wanna white*knuckle a [?]
hoping mine’s the only key to the lock
if most people never find the right one
then maybe i would rather be wrong

[pre*chorus]
i don’t wanna white*knuckle a bible
cram a creed into a crumbling shape
if most people never find the high road (maybe i’d rather be wrong)
(maybe i’d rather be wrong)
would you tell me where the h*ll should i go?
’cause maybe i don’t wanna be saved

[chorus]
so when you grieve, grieve for you
if you feel obligated to
’cause when i’m dead, i wouldn’t fret
no, i’ll have better things to do
and if you cry, cry for you
your life will be over much too soon
but that [?] again, do not care
before long, neither will you
[outro]
who would ever wanna meet death
with their bags checked, all dressed up, ready to go?
who would ever wanna meet death
with their bags checked, all dressed up, ready to go?
who would ever wanna meet death
with their bags checked, all dressed up, ready to go?
who would ever wanna meet death
with their bags checked, all dressed up, ready to go?

- secret clubhouse lyrics

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