Living Each Day Like You`re Already Dead Lyrics

Living Each Day Like You`re Already Dead

Raise up the ghosts of the dead – I won't die like them 

Push past the point of raw emotion – I will breathe 

Exist with a broken spirit - I will die complete 

Ignore what the angels say enjoy that special place where the demons speak to
me 

I won't pick out the lining of my coffin yet unless I am sure that color satin
is me 

Better yet go with crushed velvet, that way I'll be damn sure to enjoy eternity


My daily life writes the eulogy, engraved on tombstone diaries,

laid to rest with the passing of time 

Seems to me that even love can die 

And the rituals, that fade away, and the roses that cease to be laid 

And to me it clearly appears that we're already one foot in a very shallow
grave 

I will love with passion 

You live like you're dead 

As each day dies, are we living on to the next or passing on in the twilight