Done is done and dead is dead, lest you wallow till your death
A shack out back by I don't know when, where one small win means a cold reply of banishment
Sun goes down and the day is done, the more you walk the more you wanna run
A voice in my head keeps on telling me, that the reason we're here is to give or take our punishment
Tide has turned and the day has come, a final outcome, a resolution
You don't have to like a which a way it goes, but at least some closure beats the bitter taste of nothingness
Done is done and dead is dead, least you wallow till your death
A shack out back by I don't know when, where one small win means a cold reply of banishment
Troy Stretton - Dead Is Dead Lyrics
Troy Stretton - Dead Is Dead Lyrics
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Done is done and dead is dead, lest you wallow till your death
A shack out back by I don't know when, where one small win means a cold reply of banishment
Sun goes down and the day is done, the more you walk the more you wanna run
A voice in my head keeps on telling me, that the reason we're here is to give or take our punishment
Tide has turned and the day has come, a final outcome, a resolution
You don't have to like a which a way it goes, but at least some closure beats the bitter taste of nothingness
Done is done and dead is dead, least you wallow till your death
A shack out back by I don't know when, where one small win means a cold reply of banishment
A shack out back by I don't know when, where one small win means a cold reply of banishment
Sun goes down and the day is done, the more you walk the more you wanna run
A voice in my head keeps on telling me, that the reason we're here is to give or take our punishment
Tide has turned and the day has come, a final outcome, a resolution
You don't have to like a which a way it goes, but at least some closure beats the bitter taste of nothingness
Done is done and dead is dead, least you wallow till your death
A shack out back by I don't know when, where one small win means a cold reply of banishment
Writer: Troy Stretton
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