Lyrics
Here death comes in a hurryPretty fast for a guy in a surreyWith a black horse2 eyes frozen in headlightsDo or die in a pine boxStenciled with black paintAnd though you are made of steelIt's these accidents that heal usWhen we're falling down
Shut the door with a thunderSee a man lying underWith a black shirtHere Death uses his reaperWhile I shake like a sleeperIn a nightmareAnd when climbing to his fateYes the man who now he can saidDon't you worry bout me anymore
It only takes this much to realizeThat we all live in the mindOf a being known by GodAnd don't believe those lies of liarsThat keep you down and tiredGrowing oldYou say goodbye, and then you go
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