Times to Die Songtext
von Car Seat Headrest

All of my friends are getting married
All of my friends are right with God
All of my friends are making money
But art gets what it wants and art gets what it deserves

I lost a fight with Trypho, blamed it on my alogia

We′ve all had better times to die
We've all seen better times to die
We′ve all had better times to die
We've all had better times to die

"Get a job!"
Job lying in bed while all his friends chant
"You must've done something wrong"
But he just keeps singing his song


We′ve all had
Better times to di-
We′ve all seen better times
We've all had better times to
We′ve all had
We've all had
We′ve- better times to die
(Better times to die)
We've all had better times to die
We′ve all had
We've all had
We've-
We′ve all had better times to die
We′ve all had better times

Worming my way into your heart
Worming my way onto the charts
I want a deal
Let's make a deal
Let′s cut a covenant

And when they took him to the temple
Oh then they fed him to the devils
And when they took him to their temple
Oh then they fed him to their devils
And when they took him to the temple
(No unsolicited demos)
Oh when they took him to the devils
And when they took him to the temple
(No unsolicited demos)
Oh then they listened to his demos


Most of the time I'm just getting older
But I′ll get to heaven standing on your shoulders
So many people you know that could make you
They say kid you're good, but do you have what it takes to be
Invited into the divine council?
Invited into the divine council?
Invited into the divine council?
Invited into the divine

We′ve all had better times to die
We've all seen better times to die
We've all had better times to die
We′ve all had better times to die

Invited into the divine council
Invited into the divine council
Invited into the divine council
Invited into the divine
Invited into the divine council
Invited into the divine council
Invited into the divine council
Invited into the divine
Divine
Divine
Divine

When I′m holding your hands, what does it make you see?
When you open your eyes, won't you please tell me?
When I′m holding your hands, what does it make you see?
When you open your eyes, won't you please tell me?

Divine
Divine
Divine

When I′m kissing your lips, does it hurt you to breathe?
When you open your mouth, won't you please tell me?
When I′m kissing your lips, does it hurt you to breathe?
When you open your mouth, won't you please tell me?

Divine
Divine
Divine
Divine