Famous Last Words lyrics

Gonna take off all my skin,
Tear apart all of my insides,
When they rot from within,
Mom I don't think you'll be saved,
They never had the time,
They gonna medicate your lives,
You were always born a crime,
We salute you in your grave.

Can't find my way home,
But its through you and I know,
What I'd do just to get back in her arms,
Can't find my way home,

Well you can hide a lot about yourself,
But honey, what're you gonna do?
And you can sleep in a coffin,
But the past ain't through with you.

'Cause we are all a bunch of liars.
Tell me, baby, who do you wanna be?
And we are all about to sell it,
'Cause it's tragic with a capital T.
Let it be, Let it be, Let it be!

'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends.
(Bababa, bababa)