All Our Days Are Numbered

They say you'll go to hell
 If you get baked
 The things we know so well
 Are never faked
 I've walked some different lines
 And they're on loan
 And after all I've heard
 I miss her moan
 Your life is not your own
 You're just hanging out in flesh and bone
 All our days are numbered
 It's an age-old spell I've been under
 You think that when you move
 You're starting fresh
 See all the things you hate
 Up close in the flesh
 I've walked some different lines
 And never borrowed
 But after all I've heard
 I miss her moan
 My bag of flesh and blood
 Will just get buried in the mud
 Your life is not your own
 You're just hanging out in flesh and bone
 All our days are numbered
 It's an age-old spell I've been under
 Yeah
 All our days are numbered
 It's an age-old spell we've been under