I'm a dead man
Dead man walking
Can you hear my feet?
They're tippy tappin' walking
Well I looked into your eyes
So blue and haunted
You told me a story
Of what I had spent
Crows feet forming
My time is dawning
I could have done it
But instead I
Slept
I'm a dead, dead man
Walking
Can you feel my feet yeah?
Tippy tappin' walking
We're not sleeping in the same room
I feel a sense of gloom
I try not to get consumed by it
In the time
I just cannot find
The words to describe
How much I'd love to just lie with you
At me the other day
You turned your back away
I turned into my phone and forgot about it
Mobile Phones
Mobile Phones
Mobile Phones and Chores
Mobile Phones
Mobile Phones
Mobile Phones and Chores
Mobile Phones
Mobile Phones
Mobile Phones and Chores
I'm dead man, oh dead man walking
Can you feel my fingertips
Tippy tapping talkin'?
I'm a dead man
Talking