Dead man walking These streets aren't paved with gold Is heaven waiting? I don't think so A lot can happen when we're under pressure A lot can happen between now and never I've been thrown to the wolves We'll meet again when we're wearing bones Wearing bones Forever searching for a means to meet the end The world keeps turning, I can't let go Burnt out and wasted, hatred leaves me hollow Today is always yesterday's tomorrow I've been thrown to the wolves We'll meet again when we're wearing bones Wearing bones And I'm digging on my knees Trying to find a piece of me I won't live forever I'll die whenever I'm six feet deep And doing fine I'm doing fine Wearing bones