I find it hard to complain
Hard to explain how I came to be
All I see is pain
All I see is dust beneath my feet
When I take a step I step upon a grave engraved with my name
I cannot explain
I cannot explain these thoughts
It creeps up on you
It creeps up on you
Points you askew
Age withers you
Like wind killing stone
Beckons your throne
Beckons you now
But you are much to young
You are much to young to leave us now
What with maggots chewing skin
Rigor mortis in your limbs
It doesn't suit you at all
It creeps up on you
Rotting memories in my brain breaking down again
By the rivers panic light, dropped to my knees begging for a plea
I started kissing earth, thanking it that I'm still here
For all that I'm worth
But it will never bring you back now
That is a fact now
Something you can take home with you
It creeps up on me
It creeps up on you
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I find it hard to complain
Hard to explain how I came to be
All I see is pain
All I see is dust beneath my feet
When I take a step I step upon a grave engraved with my name
I cannot explain
I cannot explain these thoughts
It creeps up on you
It creeps up on you
Points you askew
Age withers you
Like wind killing stone
Beckons your throne
Beckons you now
But you are much to young
You are much to young to leave us now
What with maggots chewing skin
Rigor mortis in your limbs
It doesn't suit you at all
It creeps up on you
Rotting memories in my brain breaking down again
By the rivers panic light, dropped to my knees begging for a plea
I started kissing earth, thanking it that I'm still here
For all that I'm worth
But it will never bring you back now
That is a fact now
Something you can take home with you
It creeps up on me
It creeps up on you
Hard to explain how I came to be
All I see is pain
All I see is dust beneath my feet
When I take a step I step upon a grave engraved with my name
I cannot explain
I cannot explain these thoughts
It creeps up on you
It creeps up on you
Points you askew
Age withers you
Like wind killing stone
Beckons your throne
Beckons you now
But you are much to young
You are much to young to leave us now
What with maggots chewing skin
Rigor mortis in your limbs
It doesn't suit you at all
It creeps up on you
Rotting memories in my brain breaking down again
By the rivers panic light, dropped to my knees begging for a plea
I started kissing earth, thanking it that I'm still here
For all that I'm worth
But it will never bring you back now
That is a fact now
Something you can take home with you
It creeps up on me
It creeps up on you
Writer: Kirk Slater, Nathan Pickett
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid