So Who's Death?

Picking daisies
Malaria, rabies
It all means the same to me

Combine harvest
A time comes to starve and
I'll get you eventually

Broken enzymes
A sign of the times
But I move fast and I learn quick

Making ends meet
The fighting in the street
I'll seal it all with a kiss

What do you think of me?
What's on Death's CV?
And what could be?
Now if you ever go indigo
That will always be my way

The chance to aspire for more

A main job requirement
Of working the killing floor

No blood no thunder
Could draw a line under

No matter how long or brief

That's what you
Think of me
It's not hard to see
It's fine by me
And if you never go indigo
That will always be my way

I'm just a tool
An endlessly sweeping broom you see
My will's not free
And if you ever could read the leaves
You'd see the lunacy in me

See the lunacy in me

I know we'll meet again
I know we'll meet in the end



Credits
Writer(s): The Mighty Handful
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