Lyrics: Rodney Isaiah Cooke-Sykes
Music: Robert Burgess Bressler/Isaiah Inayat Vest
I live in constant fear of my own mortality (own mortality)
Trying to escape this simulated reality (reality)
Everybody is gunna be dead someday
But maybe it won't be the same for me
Why do I have to be normal
What if I wanna be immortal
What if I wanna
And what if I wanna be immortal
What if I wanna
What if I wanna be immortal
What if I wanna be
And what if I wanna be immortal
What if I wanna
Everybody wants to be normal
What if I wanna be immortal
Wanna be immortal, wanna be immortal, wanna be immortal
Legends never die so I guess I’ll stick around for a minute
(I’ll stick around for a minute)
And I can never let a false god tell me when my job is finished
Ok Im kickin up my feet like I’m running shit
Too far gone so I might as well run with it
Rumbling with kings and queens for the hell of it
It's small world and I’m letting you live in it
Cause Everybody is gunna be dead someday
And I know it won't be the same for me
Why do I have to be normal
What if I wanna be immortal
What if I wanna
And what if I wanna be immortal
What if I wanna
What if I wanna be immortal
What if I wanna be
And what if I wanna be immortal
What if I wanna
What if I wanna be immortal
What if I wanna be
And what if I wanna be immortal
What if I wanna
Everybody wants to be normal
What if I wanna be immortal
Wanna be immortal, wanna be immortal, wanna be immortal
What if I wanna
What if I wanna