Chris Tso grew up in Manhattan, New York. A place where a person exists in a dense population yet can feel so alone. A city that offers so much yet the emptiness of crowds can sometimes make one feel almost inconsequential.
With foot stomps, ethereal tribal chants, and a narrative vocal, “We All Die Alone” paces with the burden people carry when the weight of their actions intensifies their gravity. Tso states, “From revelation to redemption to the acceptance of finality, this song interprets the struggle inside driven by conflicting realities.”
Lyrics
We All Die Alone
Chris Tso
A chalk outline on the sidewalk at 5 o'clock
People in a rush just stepping on your heart
You talk to the world but nobody hears a sound
You finally understand the emptiness of crowds
Waiting at the station at the end of the line
You missed the last train home
Outta love, outta luck, you just ran outta time
We all die alone
The thundering silence is enough to make you deaf
The sound of sinking is all that you have left
Lay down, stay down when there’s no more might
The referee counts to eight and then ends the fight
Dig down deep and bury the fear
Lonely as a tombstone
Close your eyes with a grin and a tear
We all die alone
Forgive me Lord for what I’ve done
Who was my father, where’s my son
Everything smells different when it rains
I don’t know if I’d do things differently if I could do them again
Dig down deep and bury the fear
Lonely as a tombstone
Close your eyes with a grin and a tear
We all die alone
Waiting at the station at the end of the line
You missed the last train home
Outta love, outta luck, you just ran outta time
We all die alone
We all die alone
We all die alone
We all die alone
We all die alone
