Do Whatever the Fuck You Want

Just sing like it's your last song, and drink because you can
 oh and dance,
 like we're all drunk and we don't even care
 sing like it's all over, you could
 blame me for what went wrong
 but would you blame me, if tomorrow never
 comes.
 We will count our days in hours, while we will fill our weeks with
 dreams
 we will see the hand goes under, while the face will turn into the
 opposite
 but the failure of today, should be a lesson for tomorrow
 we will
 count our days, while the hand goes down.
 Well spend like it's your last
 month, do whatever the fuck you want
 don't even think about tomorrow or the
 other days to come
 and when I look back from above, I'll take a look at all my
 scars
 and maybe I doesn't look that pretty, but I did won a hundred wars.
 We
 will count our days in hours, while we will fill our weeks with dreams
 we will
 see the hand goes under while the face will turn into the opposite
 but the
 failure of today, should be a lesson for tomorrow
 we will count our days,
 while the hand goes down.