The Eerie Cold (Samvetskvalens Ballad)

I think we ought to start our life old
And we have all the pain, and we're feeble
And we look at our friends, and they're feeble, they're 100
But every day we get younger
And we have something to look forward to
No need to kill yourself, there's hope
And then when you reach 20, 19, 12, 10
Every day is really a new day
And it's really a miracle
And then you're a baby, and you don't know your life is ending
You just suck on your mother's tit
And then you die