The Death Of Us Lyrics

I don't think that you're one of us

A coated crumb

It doesn't rust from the inside out

It's a ways down to Ghosttown



I don't think that you're serious

That alone could be the death of us

In the way we know

We move slow



Wanted to like your way

It's hard for me to tell you're wrong

I see it in your eyes

I don't think you could lie for long

Shaking like a child

Sold the silver for us all

It's gone



Mark the ground where the wound was bled

Pray to God

Let him strike you dead

Before I get back

Fear my wrath



Darkest suit

But I wear it well

With a smile

The way to hell with your arms and legs bound

All the way down