Memento Mori (u Never Know Mix)

# MEMENTO MORI [Intro — spoken, close] Remember death. Yeah. I keep him close. Apparently, that makes me bad company. [Verse 1] Everybody’s looking down, thumbs moving through the glow. Step off the curb— there’s a lot you don’t control. Meat bags full of water, a pulse beneath the skin. Everything has to stay just right to take that next breath in. But keep your best foot forward. Keep the ugly out of sight. Like death needs your permission. Like silence makes it right. [Pre-Chorus] “You think about it too much.” You don’t think about it at all. There’s a lot riding on this body. It doesn’t take much to fall. [Chorus] MEMENTO MORI— remember death. Borrowed time in a borrowed breath. I walk hand in hand with him every day. Got too much here to throw away. MEMENTO MORI— and you call me bleak. I’ve got a life to live. Let me fucking speak. [Verse 2] South Tampa, hear the engines. Air base down the road. Somebody starts another war. I get to wonder how it goes. You tell me, “Don’t invite it.” Like a thought could drop a bomb. Like keeping conversation pleasant keeps the damage from your lawn. And the world that keeps us breathing has to turn another dime. Sell the Goldilocks zone in pieces. Tell us everything is fine. [Pre-Chorus] “Can’t you talk about something happy?” Can’t you see what’s on the line? You can hate the way I say it. You can’t smile us out of time. [Chorus] MEMENTO MORI— remember death. Borrowed time in a borrowed breath. I walk hand in hand with him every day. Got too much here to throw away. MEMENTO MORI— and you call me bleak. I’ve got a life to live. Let me fucking speak. [Bridge — spoken, almost amused] Could be driving. Could be walking. Could be home with the door locked tight. Could be a frozen pile of shit falling out of a clear blue sky. No lesson. No grand design. Just— “Really? That’s mine?” [Breakdown] DON’T KILL THE MOOD. DON’T SPOIL THE DAY. DON’T SAY THE THING WE CAN’T WISH AWAY. Call me a downer. Call me a pessimist. Reality doesn’t give a fuck what name you give it. [Final Chorus] MEMENTO MORI— remember death. Borrowed time in a borrowed breath. I walk hand in hand with him every day. Got too much here to throw away. MEMENTO MORI— look up. I’m here. While we’ve still got time. While you can still hear. [Outro — spoken] I keep him in the back of my mind. On purpose. There’s a lot riding on this.