REAP

There will be a day where each meal's your last
You'll leave some unfinished thinking you'll be back
But you won't
You'll just come and go
Don't you know?

You live your life hiding what's inside
You look around the world has died
And you know
It can't be solved, It must be won, And it weighs a ton

Worldwide lies
Replacements justified
Running out of time
Killing in the right

We're caught up in the days
Dreaming all about the past
Main Street's bare and there's no room to relax
We're just broke
Our father's homes are made of stone
And they've been overgrown

If we're gonna win we gotta be the Reaper
If we're gonna win we gotta cut deeper
If we're gonna win we gotta be meaner
If we're gonna win we gotta kill all deceivers
If we're gonna win we gotta be the Reaper



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Hoffman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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