Lyrics:

Get high on ether when there's no one in the house
Pretend it's the big one at the moment you pass out
That's just rehearsal, but it's comforting somehow
To practice dying now

Hang out in funeral homes and make an honest bid
Lay in your casket, let them close the lid
Abra cadaver, roll your eyes back in your head
Practice being dead

Don't feel stupid we're all scared
No one wants to go to hell
There's still time to get prepared
Start out now and finish well

Try painting tunnels on the ceiling in your room
Imagine your birth backwards with a bigger, better womb

Take little trips out of your body now and then
And if the rapture comes maybe you'll ascend
You know the saying 'once you learn to ride a bike'
Well, that's what dying's like

Refrain

Get high on ether when there's no one in the house
Pretend it's the big one at the moment you pass out
It's just rehearsal cause that's all that life allows
Only practice dying
But you're almost dead
Practice dying now