On My Deathbed

Yeah, I am dying,
On my deathbed, here I am lying.
Oh God, please give me some more time,
Take all material possessions of mine,
My money, my gold, my big house,
my imported cars, that valuable stuffI kept in a bank vault, And my collection of expensive watches,
Take all these useless things of mine
Oh God please give me some more time.

Yeah, I am dying,
On my deathbed, here I am lying.
Oh God, I wasted too much time.
I was too busy earning money, To collect things I don't need, To impress people I don't like.
I was too busy creating those Instagram pics of mine,
With hot chicks, modified  cars, expensive dinners, and imported wines,
Showing and proving to others that I am living an ecstatic life,
But all those long years, I was just lying.

Yeah, I am dying,
On my deathbed, here I am lying.
Oh God, I want to wake up listening to birds rhymes, Peacefully watching the sunrise, Inhaling the fragrance of petals flowing in the fresh air, Feeling cold dew when I wander barefoot on cozy grass,
And at night gazing stars for hours,
Doing nothing just lying.

Yeah, I am dying,
On my deathbed, here I am lying.
I did all sorts of things in my life.
traded tuition for a degree,
traded risk for profits,
traded happiness for security.
traded principles for politics.
traded ethics for cash.
But trading time for money was the worst trade of my life.

Yeah, I am dying,
On my deathbed, here I am lying.