O.K. with My Decay by Grandaddy

When this song came to mind, I adapted the title to a Facebook status update, telling the world "I'm not really okay with my decay." I proceeded to get a dozen worried wall posts, several emails, and a phone call from friends and family asking me what the hell was wrong.

The words are fatalistic, as life does present us with an unfortunate but firmly rooted fate, and at the same time freeing:

I'm O.K./With my decay
I have no choice/I have no voice
I have no say/On my decay
I have no choice/so I'll rejoice

Year: 2003
Rating: Hot!