Fresh Death

Fresh from death
I fight another day

Each lifetime
Ending the same way

It's a daily curse
I wouldn't wish on anyone

The curse is my enemy
That confronts me every dawn

Restless legs
And a restless soul I bare

Each day is torture
I live without a care

I'm close to giving up this day
The fighting can't go on

I have to put an end to this
This is my swan song

Time beckons and calls to me
But I feel it slip away

It's all slipping
Through my fingers
I'm one step closer to death

Time beckons and calls to me
But I feel it slip away

It's all slipping
Through my fingers
I'm one step closer to death



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Anderson
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