It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen
The minutes are hours, the hours are days
I feel infected by your presence, you speak in tounges
I smell the lies dancing on your blackened lungsI whispered in her ear:
Fear me, dear, for I am Death
I'll take your hope, your dreams, your love
Till there's nothing leftI whispered in her ear:
You better fear me dear, for I am Death
And I'll take that shit you call a life
In a single fucking breathI'll take your hope
I'll take your fucking dreams
I'll take your love
I'll take everything you fucking bitchI'll steal the diamonds from your eyes
I'll turn your promises into lies
I'll steal the diamonds from your eyes
I'll turn your promises into liesIt's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen
The hours are days, the days are dead
I feel infected by your presence, you speak in tounges
I smell the lies dancing on your blackened lungsI hear the fear in your voice, but you shouldn't feel a thing
Your life's already worse than any pain that I could bring
That I could bring
That I could bringI could make it December every day
But you're so blind, it may as well be MayAnd I whispered in her ear
You better fear me, dear, for this is Death
And I whispered in her ear
Fear me, 'cause I am DeathOne more timeI whispered in her ear
Fear me dear, for I am Death
I'll take everything you ever lovedI whispered in her ear
You better fear me, for I am Death
For I am Death
For I am DeathBitch
Composição: Bring Me the Horizon / Oliver Sykes.
