Black Suited Funeral People

Come on, and you rise n' win again
In every game you play
You think nobody can beat you
Cause you're a top of men

How much did it take for you to climb
So high where no one dared
Many suffered, maybe some died
Before you reach'd your aim

Dreams that cant' be true

And, when you feel so safe and strong
Just like some mortal god
Age begins to bend your body
And end seems so damn close

Oh Lord, and you try n'try again
To stay forever young
Time is slippin through your fingers
Just like friable sand

You see the dreams that cant' be true
You see the light but you can't get through
You see in dreams them comin' after you

Oh, they comin' after you
(Black suited funeral people)
(Black suited funeral people)
Oh, what you gonna do?
(Black suited funeral people)
(Black suited funeral people)
Dreamin' in bed seems like
Judgment day for you

Oh, they comin' after you
(Black suited funeral people)
(Black suited funeral people)
Oh, what you gonna do?
(Black suited funeral people)
(Black suited funeral people)
Dreamin' in bed seems like
Judgment day for you



Credits
Writer(s): Aleksandrs Volks, Ervins Ramins, Marcis Vasilevskis, Elvijs Mamedovs, Janis Olekss
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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