Pretty Grim - Vanna

Well here we go again, R.I.P.

to another friend

Wrap them up, throw them out and send the next one in

I didn’t ask for this man, you put me here

You made me kill anything that comes near

So rest in peace to my company

I’m the reaper, you see there’s no hiding from me

So rest in pieces, your heart beat ceases

But that’s what you get for being friends with me

Life is pretty grim when you’re on your own

Can’t feel, can’t touch, can’t hold anyone

Cause my hand is the hand of death

Please to meet you I think you’re next

Now I’m dead

Underground listening

Haunting your head with sounds

You can’t get out

I am the voice of death

There’s no time left

I’ve walked with the devil, I spoke with god

They don’t care if you’re miserable

I’ve walked with the devil, I spoke with god

They don’t even know who you are

So rest in peace to my company

I’m the reaper, you see there’s no hiding from me

So rest in pieces, your heart beat ceases

But that’s what you get for being friends with me

Now I’m dead

Underground listening

Haunting your head with sounds

You can’t get out

I am the voice of death

There’s no time left

Now I’m dead

Underground listening

Haunting your head with sounds

You can’t get out

I am the voice of death

There’s no time left

They dont care if you’re miserable

'Cause I am the voice of death

If you can hear me I think you’re next