The Chronicles Of Life And Death

Good Charlotte

You come in cold

You're covered in blood

They're all so happy you've arrived

The doctor cuts your chord

He hands you to your mom

She sets you free into this life

And where do you go with no destination

No maps to guide you

Wouldn't you know that it doesn't matter

We all end up the same

These are the chronicles of life and death

And everything between

These are the stories of our lives

As fictional as they may seem

You come in this world

And you go out just the same

Today could be the best day of your life

And money talks in this world

That's what idiots will say

But you'll find out that this world

Is just an idiots parade

Before you go, you've got some questions

And you want answers

But now you're old, cold, covered in blood

Right back to where you started from

These are the chronicles of life and death

And everything between

These are the stories of our lives

As fictional as they may seem

You come in this world

And you go out just the same

Today could be the worst day of your life

But these are the chronicles of life and death

And everything between

These are the stories of our lives

As fictional as they may seem

You come in this world

And you go out just the same

Today could be the best day of

Today could be the worst day of

Today could be the last day of your life

It's your life, your life