For the Golden Cows Songtext
von Ceschi

So afraid of death, but obsessed with it
They′re smiling as they're staring at a bloody accident
I held the hand of a baby taking her last breath and will never be the same after that moment
Not sure what this all means, not sure what this all means
We′ve been conditioned to focus on such petty things
Can't condemn you for the violence or the drugs, my friends
They tend to be the quickest means to an end

If I finally raise this credit score God may let me into heaven
If I finally raise this credit score then my sins will be forgiven
Boss will be so proud of my hard work
I'll work enough to buy my tombstone
And that will be my whole legacy
A worker with excellent credit


Not sure life has meaning
But I′m not rushing to my grave
It sounded so romantic
It sounded so romantic in the seventh grade
Not sure life has meaning
But I′m not rushing to my grave
Made it to 40
Embarrassed by the the suicide attempts once made

Tupac lives on a shirt, Cobain lives on a shirt, Dr. Che was shot and killed to live on a shirt
They are fashion now, they're your identity now
Making hamburger patties out of golden cows
Not sure what this all means, not sure what this all means

Haven′t stopped grieving since the year 2017
Fact is they don't hate you
They′re stuck in their own wars
All focused on themselves, don't take it personal

Watched the prettiest mouths take their last breaths
Taught me to appreciate the beauty of the end

Not sure what this all means, not sure what this all means
Not sure what this all means, not sure what this all means