Dead

There he lay cold and at bay
She wonders if is suit will decay
What will he dream underground
Maybe that the world will finally hear her
Sound
Crooked mirrors on apartment wall
Resting in the corner a curtain call
A scented candle fell to hell
And when it hit the ground it didn't make a
Sound
There he lay cold and at bay
She wonders if his suit will decay
What will he wish underground
Maybe that the world will finally hear her
Sound
And if God is seven
And if God is seven
And if God is seven
Then that means the Devil is six



Credits
Writer(s): Cristofer Gonzalez
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