
Deadringer Songtext
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I have dreams
Of dancing with the dead
But my feet won't keep the tempo
A circus of ants
My feet won't follow suit
Yeah
Wish I could be like them
In gods hands there's freedom
But happiness comes with a price
Of dancing with the dead
But my feet won't keep the tempo
A circus of ants
My feet won't follow suit
Yeah
Wish I could be like them
In gods hands there's freedom
But happiness comes with a price
Cause there's always two things going on
There's always Friday night
My tombstone was made at birth
My coffin is on my back
Wrapped in chains I carry burden
Dressed in tarnished rags
Wrapped in chains
Wish I could be like them
Wish I could get away with murder
Wish I could get away with it all
It's their turn to watch me
And I pray
I pray that when I fall
I hit the ground hard enough to kill me
I always watch the mountains
As they look down on storms
Deadringer Watch me motherfucker
Deadringer
There's always Friday night
My tombstone was made at birth
My coffin is on my back
Wrapped in chains I carry burden
Dressed in tarnished rags
Wrapped in chains
Wish I could be like them
Wish I could get away with murder
Wish I could get away with it all
It's their turn to watch me
And I pray
I pray that when I fall
I hit the ground hard enough to kill me
I always watch the mountains
As they look down on storms
Deadringer Watch me motherfucker
Deadringer
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