Play me, death
Scratch those skeleton fingers cross
My vocal chords, chase the sobriety
From my breath, this is all I have left
Heaven in a hand grenade
Hell in a pen, scratching out the days
Along the walls of this cage
Keep saying you caught me, we both know
I broke in
So play me death
Wrap your fist tight round my neck
Hold close these frets, feel the fire
On your flesh, this is all I've ever been
A necromancer in the cemetery
Where you laid your sins to rest
Blacking out the days, cause the night's where I live
Keep saying you saw me, I know I left
No witnesses
Play me, death
And I'll be your first song left
Unfinished.
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