Woorden: Casket Lottery (The). Survival Is For Cowards. Heaven Help Me.

Heaven help me, please.
This could be the day die.
Someone tell me, am I even alive?
Tell me I'm asleep.
Only fear holds me tonight.
And it's a wonder if I survive.
With all the noises I've heard
I just know someone's in my home.
And all the doors are locked
but the spare key seems to be gone.
In the morning I can laugh it off,
if in the morning I'm alive?
These are things I think
when the evening news runs through my mind.
Heaven help me, please,
but do the things you must
to keep me in line