Grim Reaper

The clock is ticking
The calendar is adding up
No one ever has enough
It's kinda cruel

He's always there
Waiting by the window
Praying on commotion
Death is his demotion

(Oooh)
Hooded figure
Strange demeanor
(Oooh)
Grim reaper
What a creature

Wonder if he likes his job
If he wishes he could stop
There is no way of knowing
After all the dread is growing

Does he live in misery?
Is he stuck living alone?
It's all a mystery
What lies behind the eerie soul?

(Oooh)
Hooded figure
Strange demeanor
(Oooh)
Grim reaper
What a creature

We don't have much time
Let's say what we want to say
I love you
I want to hold you
We're taking it for granted
I said I'd wait, I meant it
But I'm tired of waiting
I'm impatiently waiting



Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Toxey
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