Venter

Sounds off to me
That he'll heal
Won't pass the time
With a dying man
Polish the will
Of steel
You've passed away
In front of your eyes

Stock versus stock
Gold pocket watch
Line up the debts
Admit he's dead
Priest selected
Leave him alone
White Christian man
Wide empty home

And I know it's not back to here
Tell me, "No, it's not back to here"

Don't pass the time
Don't pass away.



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Writer(s): Grant Huling
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