[Verse 1 – full throttle from the first chord]
When I’m dead and gone, love, throw me to the roaring flame
Let the pyre be a bonfire that sets the whole damn night insane
No coffins, no sermons, no folding of hands in prayer
Just gasoline, guitars, and a sky that’s too drunk to care

[Chorus – every throat in the place, fists punching holes in the air]
And when I am dead, when the fire has set me free
Don’t you dare mourn me—hell no—throw the wildest party in history!
Remember me with whiskey, remember me with fire
Then live like every sunrise is a middle finger raised higher
Live like I never was—almost—like I never was
But I’m still in every blaze, every bottle, every buzz!

[Verse 2 – faster, reckless, grinning like idiots]
Let the ashes rain on highways, let them glitter in your hair
Let them land in strangers’ drinks and make them dance like they don’t care
Let them ride the storm winds, let them crash on every shore
Proof that once I lived out loud and I’m not done yet—nevermore!

[Chorus – stomping so hard the ground cracks]
And when I am dead, when the fire has set me free
Don’t you dare mourn me—come on—wreck the night for me!
Love like the clock’s exploding, fight like you’ll never fall
Burn so bright the stars lean down and beg to join the brawl
Live like I never was—almost—like I never was
But every spark that flies is screaming “I STILL AM!”

[Bridge – instruments drop out, one voice, close to the mic, dangerous]
When the smoke smells like freedom
When you taste tomorrow on your tongue
When you laugh for no damn reason at 4 a.m.
That’s me.
Still here.
Still trouble.

[Final Chorus – absolute chaos, voices raw, beautiful, alive]
So when I am dead, when the fire has set me free
Don’t you dare mourn me—tear the roof off eternity!
Drums like collapsing heavens, songs like breaking chains
We’ll out-dance the reaper, out-drink the pouring rain
Live like I never was—almost—like I never was
But every flame you strike, every shout, every kiss, every glass you raise
That’s me—immortal, ridiculous, blazing in your veins!

[Outro – crowd takes over, screaming till lungs give out]
No long faces! No quiet goodbyes!
Strike another match—watch me paint the skies!
And when the morning crawls in hungover and slow
Smile like hell, mean it,
and let the whole damn world know:

Death blinked first.
We won.

NOW LET LOOOOOOSE!
PASS THE BOOOOOOZE!
THIS ONE’S FOR THE ASHES—CHEERS, YOU GLORIOUS BASTARDS!