Death

Death creeps in admires sin
Takes his time
He's not here to hate the queer or the Aruni sky
He doesn't know
Which way the wind blows or what you buy
He doesn't care what you wear when it comes your time
Oh, what he doesn't know won't quiet my mind
Oh, what he doesn't know won't buy you any time
I heard him say, "If you pray, it's just fine"
If you smoke he's quick to joke about the price
If you drive, look alive!
He's with you there
Like some old priest
He sees you sleep
I know he stares
Wanderer
There is no path for you to see
Wander on
I hope it turns to something you can use for good
Don't look back
Don't look back
It's all pain
He's going to find you
Oh, boy
You're just the same



Credits
Writer(s): Darren Depalma Farnsworth, Samuel Wingfield Smith, Dustin Russel Swan, Benjamin Aaron Chapman, Adam Roberts Fifield
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