with air turning crisp
leaves crunching beneath our feet
all is dying around us
regardless of it's beauty
as death snaps twigs
all slows to a stop
and just as night falls
his hand is on your shoulder
now, you don't fret
you've been expecting him
see, you've made a deal
and you hold up your end
with goosebumps on your skin
you turn yourself in
and as death leads you away
you maintain a sinister grin
because little does death know
you planned this all along
with guns blazing in the sky
you know you've always wanted to die.
Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 2:18 PM UTC
with air turning crisp
leaves crunching beneath our feet
all is dying around us
regardless of it's beauty
as death snaps twigs
all slows to a stop
and just as night falls
his hand is on your shoulder
now, you don't fret
you've been expecting him
see, you've made a deal
and you hold up your end
with goosebumps on your skin
you turn yourself in
and as death leads you away
you maintain a sinister grin
because little does death know
you planned this all along
with guns blazing in the sky
you know you've always wanted to die.
