Lyrics This Is the End - The Ghost of Paul Revere

This Is the End

I awoke in my room
Where the heat could kill a man
And I was thinking bout you thinking bout me
So I called up my doctor said
Don’t give me a chance
I dug this grave
And I might as well get in
Cause this ship is sinking past the whiskey
Give me my last cigarette
Tell my mother not to worry
Oh my friends, this is the end, this is the end
Well I was never allowed a guilt free win
And I’ve always hated all the skin I was in
Well pour yourself a glass
We’ll reminisce about the times we had
Cause in the morning I’ll be dead and gone for good
Cause this ship is sinking past the whiskey
Give me my last cigarette
Tell my father it was worth it
Oh my friends, this is the end, this is the end
Oh, I got a gift card for getting cancer
Asked but never given an answer
To whether or not everyone is truly alone
Well this bird has flown, this ship has sunk
Man, tie my hands, leave me dead in the trunk
Just don’t ask me if I’m doing okay
Cause I’m not okay
This ship is sinking past the whiskey
Give me my last cigarette
Tell my sister not to wait for me
This is the end, this is the end, this is the end
Cause this ship is sinking past the whiskey
Give me my last cigarette
Tell my friends that I love them
Oh my friends, this is the end, this is the end