when time rolls around
and i'm all but toast
pour out the gravy
give up the ghost
cashing my chips in
sunny side up
kicking the can
eating of dust
pushing up daisies
kicking the bucket
dearly departed
fall into nothing
kiss it goodbye
buying the farm
pulling the curtains
laying the lawn
numb, neutralized
saying goodnight
on my last leg
waving bye, bye
passing away
popping my clogs
resetting my character
going belly up
with my boots on
dearly departed
fall off the path
away i am carted
glue factory
davy jones locker
stuck in a box
called by the barker
pulling the plug
put to the sword
sent to belize
ride the pale horse
turn up the toes
pine overcoat
food for the worms
clearing my throat
take a last bow
step off of the path
being struck down
take a dirt nap
breathe my last breath
let out a sigh
then and only then
will i know that i've died