Noone gets out Alive

I used to care what people thought of me.
I used to really care.
I was living in a dream world.
I woke up playing truth or dare.
And found the real me.
And I finally decided to no longer worry.
Nothing means a god d*mn thing.
None of us gets out alive.
For the day my body crumbles to dust...
And I won't remember a thing.
So screw you all I'll be myself for now on.