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Inevitable

Some people live in gold-plated lobby mansions
Others live in the projects on a pension
Even if you're poor you'll get to die
No matter how rich, you won't get out alive

And no matter our home while living
The Reaper is the gift that keeps on giving
Comes whether you're a saint or sinning

The cycle of life must go on
Helped much by the cycle of death
It is your job while you are here
To find pleasure next time you yawn

We are all dancers and players at the masked ball
Everyone's midnight will come and then we'll fall
We are born alone and we die alone
To dust we shall return then we will erode

That's why we all must live for today
Live life as intended and go our way
'Cause we don't know when will come the day

The cycle of life must go on
Helped much by the cycle of death
It is your job while you are here
To find pleasure next time you yawn