has your dad ever died? at 21, singin death is like singin God. I’ll take you to the streets and show you how it feels to mean nothing. one day we’ll all feed the clouds, eyes open wide, tongues nailed down, glowin blue and shakin hands. time to spare, kill to time. never mind, never mind. He loves me. free to crime, names to rhyme. never mind, nevermind. He loves me. teach us to sing.