They're All Dead

All the bullies growing up who beat me down
They're all dead

Nobody has to put up with them they're not around
All dead

And all of the ones who said I'd not amount to nothing
All of the ones who just turned away
Every single one is out of commission
Sleeping in a grave in the cold black clay
I guess I'll be there soon enough but not today

All the ones who kept me from the better things
All dead all dead
Made my life a living hell they got nothing to say
They're all dead they're all dead

It's not good to speak ill of them now
So I'll just say I'm glad with the way it turned out
And I feel the earth is a better place
Now that they've gone cold



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Bridges
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