Breath is growing weak
Day by day it goes
Soon I will be dead to see how deep it goes
Wrinkles on my skin creating patterns
I can feel myself slowly crumpling
Seems we took to much
We're thinking about death
The walls are slowly closing in on us
I can feel the clock ticking over me
Cells that die are soon replaced by new ones
Thinking about Death
Eyes are growing moist
Day by day it goes
Soon I will be dead
Cannot wait for that
When my third eye is open and awake
I can see what's next
A new life to be
Thinking about Death
Nicholas Cicola - Thinking About Death Lyrics
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Breath is growing weak
Day by day it goes
Soon I will be dead to see how deep it goes
Wrinkles on my skin creating patterns
I can feel myself slowly crumpling
Seems we took to much
We're thinking about death
The walls are slowly closing in on us
I can feel the clock ticking over me
Cells that die are soon replaced by new ones
Thinking about Death
Eyes are growing moist
Day by day it goes
Soon I will be dead
Cannot wait for that
When my third eye is open and awake
I can see what's next
A new life to be
Thinking about Death
Day by day it goes
Soon I will be dead to see how deep it goes
Wrinkles on my skin creating patterns
I can feel myself slowly crumpling
Seems we took to much
We're thinking about death
The walls are slowly closing in on us
I can feel the clock ticking over me
Cells that die are soon replaced by new ones
Thinking about Death
Eyes are growing moist
Day by day it goes
Soon I will be dead
Cannot wait for that
When my third eye is open and awake
I can see what's next
A new life to be
Thinking about Death
Writer: Nicholas Cicola
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