Tell Me Why You Go — Для тех, кто чувствует бит

Heard a loud bang outside my window. Had me wondering, where do we go when we Die? Can't help but think about all the bad Things I've done, And how I will burn. God has a plan for me, I'm sure of It, 'cause how could a perfect world have no Purpose? And then I hear about someone who hurt Me. Got a call from my girl, and she Told me, "He died." Can you tell me where you go? Can you tell me where you go? Can you tell me where you go? Can you tell me where you go?