Lyrics Do What They Say

Walk away, when you're angry
Raise yourself, there's nothing to gain
Old enough, to know the outcome
More blood, it's always the same

Aren't we cool and aren't we calm?
For facing death, we run it on
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm?
The god reserved a false alarm
Aren't we cool and arent we calm?
For facing death, we run it on

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

Wait!
Bite your lip, don't be cursing!
You 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 it on
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm?
The god reserved a false alarm
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm?
For facing death, we run it on

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

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

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

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