I met a man with a gun
I told him take what you want
This shit ain't worth my life, it's barely worth my time
I'm used to dealing with a person is disguise
Don't you know the world is filled with dread
What will it mean to you when you're dead?
It's easy thinking we have nothing left
Until the gun's to your head
I took a bath in the sun
Just let the memories run
I should've kept up with my family and my friends
The reaper's calling and it's such a bitter end
Don't you know the world is filled with dread
What will it mean to you when you're dead?
It's easy thinking we have nothing left
Until the gun's to your head
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I met a man with a gun
I told him take what you want
This shit ain't worth my life, it's barely worth my time
I'm used to dealing with a person is disguise
Don't you know the world is filled with dread
What will it mean to you when you're dead?
It's easy thinking we have nothing left
Until the gun's to your head
I took a bath in the sun
Just let the memories run
I should've kept up with my family and my friends
The reaper's calling and it's such a bitter end
Don't you know the world is filled with dread
What will it mean to you when you're dead?
It's easy thinking we have nothing left
Until the gun's to your head
I told him take what you want
This shit ain't worth my life, it's barely worth my time
I'm used to dealing with a person is disguise
Don't you know the world is filled with dread
What will it mean to you when you're dead?
It's easy thinking we have nothing left
Until the gun's to your head
I took a bath in the sun
Just let the memories run
I should've kept up with my family and my friends
The reaper's calling and it's such a bitter end
Don't you know the world is filled with dread
What will it mean to you when you're dead?
It's easy thinking we have nothing left
Until the gun's to your head
Writer: Christian Atkins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid