Grim Reaper Testo

Writing home to mother
You tell her that you're sober
It's 12pm and once again the party's still not over
You’re with some guy who says he really wants to get to know ya
Not really sure but you watch him as leans in closer

Grim reaper in a backward hat
Landing kickflips on my psyche cracks
Better watch out for your father's back
I think he knows I'm going mad
Grim reaper got me back by ten
I’m never coming home again
He swears that he's my only friend
But he doesn't fuck with my mind ‘cause

Oh, maybe I sold my soul
Maybe you need control
Mortality takes its toll
I just need everything
Why is every car here a coffin
Showing no signs of stopping
Mortality takes its toll
I just need everything

Dog walkers with their big canines
Keep telling me to change my mind
I open up my own insides
I think they think I'm gonna cry
Grim reaper on a moped flex
Peeling acid burning on my flesh
I see the way they want my best
But he doesn't fuck with my mind cause

Oh, maybe I sold my soul
Maybe you need control
Mortality takes its toll
I just need everything
Why is every car here a coffin
Showing no signs of stopping
Mortality takes its toll
I just need everything

He's with me in back seat
But he doesn't own me
He's walking down my home street
But he doesn't own me
He's with me in back seat
But he doesn't own me
He's walking down my home street
But he doesn't own me