When he's feeling week and feeling sick
Most of the time in the end of the weak
He's not alone, there are at least million
Thanking for not feeling like that for long

Hey, hey, hey, yay!

But that's not me
I have the priority
To be the last to feel bad
Yes that's not me
And i'm hatefull
As you see

When he's feeling good after the bad mood
Most of the time in bed with he's food
He's not alone there are at least million
Thanking for that they're happy, not thrown

Hey, hey, hey, yay!

But that's not me
I have the priority
To be the last to feel good
Yes that's not me
And i'm grateful
As you see

When he's looking up, he's last breath is coming out
He's looking at me and smiling to me
He's not alone there are at least million
Thanking for that they're dead, not alone

Yay!

But that's not me
I have the priority
To be the last to die