Death Song

Narcoleptic thinning, restless, hollow, passed out on the couch
Tangled dreams are seeping, through twelve missing teeth they fill the room

Able bodied failure to nurture
No love to tear you apart

I wonder how you see me, sometimes I wonder how you see yourself
Missing rearview mirror, missing daughter, missing license plates

Love is too little, too late
No way to make it make sense

Are you ready for it?
Will you be ready for it soon?
Are you ready for your American death?

Harbingers keep coming; wild turkeys passing through the yard
Winter's teeth are showing; somehow snow made it inside your car

Have you got another year in you?
Impressive you've made it this far

'Cus I've been waiting for it
Since I was a little kid
I've been waiting for your American death

Are you ready for it?
Will you be ready for it soon?
Are you ready for your American death?



Credits
Writer(s): Ayin Villagra-brown
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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