Piqued Jacks - Everything South Lyrics

Taking the pills and maybe cheating death
Pretending to hold it like it's your last breath
No way I'm answering the goddamn phone
Sneaking out through the backdoor

And I'm like a dog at midday
Scaring the postman away
Don't wanna read your mail
But you keep on sending it anyway

Everything's going south
Death is fooling around
Please don't fall on me
Grim Reaper, don't come over, I got places to be

Booking a trip and maybe faking death
New Orleans' parade of marching bands
I'm undercover at my funeral
Pissing right on my tombstone

And I'm like a dog at midday
Chasing the postman away
Don't wanna read your mail
But you keep on sending it anyway

Everything's going south
Death is fooling around
Please don't fall on me
Grim Reaper, don't come over, I got places to be
Everything's going south
Death is a greedy spouse
Please don't fall for me
Grim Reaper, don't come over, I got places to be

Please don't fall on me
Please don't fall on me

Everything's going south
Death is fooling around
Please don't fall on me
Grim Reaper, don't come over, I got places to be
Everything's going south
Death is a greedy spouse
Please don't fall for me
Grim Reaper, don't come over, I got places to be
Everything's going south
Death is fooling around
Please don't fall on me
Grim Reaper, don't come over, I got places to be