In a world of screens
And endless apps
There's one that's got me
Caught in its trap
It's a curious thing
A digital dream
An app that shows when I'll cease to beam
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
I punch in my details
Wait for a sign
Will I see gray hairs
Or a finish line?
It calculates
And contemplates
The day I'll meet the pearly gates
Countdown
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Is it just a gimmick
Or something more?
Can it truly tell me
What's in store?
Should I live in fear
Or just let go?
The future's skip
That's what I know
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
As days go by
I'll ponder this fate
An app that claims
To anticipate
But life's for living
Not for dread
I'll choose to live it instead
Countdown
In the still of the night
I lie awake in my bed
Thoughts of mortality
They swirl around my head
The fear of the unknown
A shadow in the dark
Mortality's a whisper haunting mark
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Is it just a gimmick
Or something more?
Can it truly tell me
What's in store?
Should I live in fear
Or just let go?
The future's skip
That's what I know
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Countdown
I embrace each moment hold it tight
Live my life with all my might
For the date of death is not my song
I choose to live and sing along
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Is it just a gimmick
Or something more?
Can it truly tell me
What's in store?
Should I live in fear
Or just let go?
The future's skip
That's what I know
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Oh the date of death
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
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English
In a world of screens
And endless apps
There's one that's got me
Caught in its trap
It's a curious thing
A digital dream
An app that shows when I'll cease to beam
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
I punch in my details
Wait for a sign
Will I see gray hairs
Or a finish line?
It calculates
And contemplates
The day I'll meet the pearly gates
Countdown
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Is it just a gimmick
Or something more?
Can it truly tell me
What's in store?
Should I live in fear
Or just let go?
The future's skip
That's what I know
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
As days go by
I'll ponder this fate
An app that claims
To anticipate
But life's for living
Not for dread
I'll choose to live it instead
Countdown
In the still of the night
I lie awake in my bed
Thoughts of mortality
They swirl around my head
The fear of the unknown
A shadow in the dark
Mortality's a whisper haunting mark
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Is it just a gimmick
Or something more?
Can it truly tell me
What's in store?
Should I live in fear
Or just let go?
The future's skip
That's what I know
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Countdown
I embrace each moment hold it tight
Live my life with all my might
For the date of death is not my song
I choose to live and sing along
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Is it just a gimmick
Or something more?
Can it truly tell me
What's in store?
Should I live in fear
Or just let go?
The future's skip
That's what I know
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Oh the date of death
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
And endless apps
There's one that's got me
Caught in its trap
It's a curious thing
A digital dream
An app that shows when I'll cease to beam
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
I punch in my details
Wait for a sign
Will I see gray hairs
Or a finish line?
It calculates
And contemplates
The day I'll meet the pearly gates
Countdown
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Is it just a gimmick
Or something more?
Can it truly tell me
What's in store?
Should I live in fear
Or just let go?
The future's skip
That's what I know
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
As days go by
I'll ponder this fate
An app that claims
To anticipate
But life's for living
Not for dread
I'll choose to live it instead
Countdown
In the still of the night
I lie awake in my bed
Thoughts of mortality
They swirl around my head
The fear of the unknown
A shadow in the dark
Mortality's a whisper haunting mark
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Is it just a gimmick
Or something more?
Can it truly tell me
What's in store?
Should I live in fear
Or just let go?
The future's skip
That's what I know
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Countdown
I embrace each moment hold it tight
Live my life with all my might
For the date of death is not my song
I choose to live and sing along
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Countdown
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Is it just a gimmick
Or something more?
Can it truly tell me
What's in store?
Should I live in fear
Or just let go?
The future's skip
That's what I know
Oh the date of death
It's in my hand
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Oh the date of death
An app that tells me where I'll stand
But should I really trust this tech
To predict the day when I'll hit the deck?
Writer: Aurélien Randon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid