Brush With Death

Well I was close
Closer than I'd like anyone to know
Close enough to make me lose my breath
Now I can't paint it any other way
Ever since I had my brush with death

Now a brush with death
Will make you question anything you've done or said
Any cause for which you'd have surly bled
Any coincidence confused as a sign
Any line you've ever stood behind

And I was close
Closer than twins at the hip
Closer than skin and a whip
Now I can't paint it any other way
Ever since I had my brush with death



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Schneider
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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