Laying on your death bed Or nailed to the cross Reflections on a life now lost All the things left unsaid All the trails left untread Regret rampant through your head Never took the time to say what's burning deep inside All those thoughts now cast aside Take your final breath and pray that death is not the end And those you left behind you may someday see again Will we ever say what Needs to be said Before it's too late and We're fucking dead Will we ever say what Needs to be said Before it's too late and We're fucking dead Will we ever say what Needs to be said Before it's too late and We're fucking dead Will we ever say what Needs to be said Before it's too late and We're fucking dead Our lives are Defined by silence Silence Our lives are Defined by