'Til death do us part
I wish these hearts would restart
And not flatline at the beat
Covered with a thin white sheet
Torn up paper mache
False hopes of another day
Those words I will not say
Duct taped around my face
Come down and you will find
Some peace of mind, peace of mind
I'm wasting time, wasting time
Again, I will say to a friend
Don't waste your time, waste your time
The wound still so fresh and tender
Scraped and bruised
The things you forget but I remember
Short temper fuse
'Til the end
Come down and you will find
Some peace of mind, peace of mind
I'm wasting time, wasting time
Again, I will say to a friend
Don't waste your time, waste your time
'Til death reaches 'round its fateful hand
The pleas and cries of those who ran
It's never easy
The cuts and burns around the turns
The fateful hour, my stomach churns
I beg
My soul to stay
Never leave me again
'Til death
'Til death leaves again
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'Til death do us part
I wish these hearts would restart
And not flatline at the beat
Covered with a thin white sheet
Torn up paper mache
False hopes of another day
Those words I will not say
Duct taped around my face
Come down and you will find
Some peace of mind, peace of mind
I'm wasting time, wasting time
Again, I will say to a friend
Don't waste your time, waste your time
The wound still so fresh and tender
Scraped and bruised
The things you forget but I remember
Short temper fuse
'Til the end
Come down and you will find
Some peace of mind, peace of mind
I'm wasting time, wasting time
Again, I will say to a friend
Don't waste your time, waste your time
'Til death reaches 'round its fateful hand
The pleas and cries of those who ran
It's never easy
The cuts and burns around the turns
The fateful hour, my stomach churns
I beg
My soul to stay
Never leave me again
'Til death
'Til death leaves again
I wish these hearts would restart
And not flatline at the beat
Covered with a thin white sheet
Torn up paper mache
False hopes of another day
Those words I will not say
Duct taped around my face
Come down and you will find
Some peace of mind, peace of mind
I'm wasting time, wasting time
Again, I will say to a friend
Don't waste your time, waste your time
The wound still so fresh and tender
Scraped and bruised
The things you forget but I remember
Short temper fuse
'Til the end
Come down and you will find
Some peace of mind, peace of mind
I'm wasting time, wasting time
Again, I will say to a friend
Don't waste your time, waste your time
'Til death reaches 'round its fateful hand
The pleas and cries of those who ran
It's never easy
The cuts and burns around the turns
The fateful hour, my stomach churns
I beg
My soul to stay
Never leave me again
'Til death
'Til death leaves again
Writer: Gregory Donatien
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid