Sink or Get Up

Should I decide

I'm already a ghost

Would it not be true

If nobody knows?

If your hair stands up

My work is fulfilled

I just float around

Looking for chills

All concern for how I am perceived

Lies behind the eyes of the beholder

The more I age, the less I believe

The world could get any colder

There's no way hell could be worse

Than being on this goddamn earth

So sink or get up

Time won't give a fuck

And there is never enough