Parca

When you look at me, you look at death
You can hang with me and know we're friends
I think there's something wrong with me
When you look at me, you look at death
You can hang with me and know we're friends
I think there's something wrong with me
I don't feel quite complete

Swing to the left, swing to the left
Swing to the right, swing to the right
There's nothin' left, nothin' left
Nothin' in sight, nothin' inside
(Couldn't control)
Swing to the left, swing to the left
Swing to the right, swing to the right
There's nothin' left, nothin' left
Nothin' in sight, nothin' inside



Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Kemp
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