Gnarwolves - Reaper lyrics

You're goddam right I fear the reaper Every time I hear the closing chords I'm not afraid to die But living just doesn't make much sense at all I'm losing it It's miserable When your name reads like an epitaph And every ounce of strength is used to wave your friends goodbye I sat and prayed for a changing tide Every night Let the city sleep soundly Every door remain closed We will move with the oceans Till we're inches from home And from the shores of our town sponsored links We will pity the old As our freedom once priceless Is now paid for in gold For every thought rejected Every moment that's spent Building bars on our boxes A mercenary's lament For every thought rejected Every moment that's spent Building bars on our boxes A mercenary's lament We can do better