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He Walk Among Us, But He's Not One Of Us

October 12, 2008


If there is no tomorrow,
What meal will I have for the last time,
Will it be Chicken McDeluxe or any of it kind
Do I really gonna have appetite or its just dying
Will I enjoy my last meal or maybe I just gonna start crying?

If there is no tomorrow,
Will I ever change?
Can I ever be tame?
Will I keep playing game?
Will my life will ever be the same?

If there is no tomorrow,
Will I ask forgiveness for all the wrong things I done?
Or just sit down pray that all of it will just be gone
Sorry, will that be my last word on my last second
Or I just be as bastard as I am that have no U-turn

If there is no tomorrow,
I know deep inside my heart will crashed
Too much pressure, some haven’t been test
So many thing aren’t achieved
Some, I take it to my grave

If there is no tomorrow,
Will the world stop spinning, people stop running
Allies stop ass-kissing, enemy stop gunning
Is that even possible?
Or the world remain as terrible

If there is no tomorrow,
Will I be afraid, will I even care?
I got nothing to lose, not much to spare
Freaking out never in my vocabulary
Knowing I won’t be able to live, that’s not really scary
what about everybody else, how will they feel?
The fact of knowing the world gonna end, that’s worse then gets kill
Maybe its too late but its never that easy
So, brace ourself, the day will come, we’ll see..

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