Wrapped Up in Reeds

Cold hands couldn't want me to be the end that I felt down in the knees
Please send my head wrapped up in reeds to my friends, so I can die when they please
My age doesn't behave or start to make it better
Start to make it better
Start to make it better
Start
I don't need it now
I don't believe in it
I can't feel it
I can't feel it
I can't feel it now
Pretend my way's always the truth
Rename the streets after the youth
Long days circle back to the boot
Always I'll say 'mind what you do'



Credits
Writer(s): D Brito
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