Dead in Days
Wanna write you a song
Gives you the chills
But I can’t tell right from wrong
And the truth, it kills
My sanity’s been lost
All that’s left is the booze and pills
Who do you know these days
That’s executing wills?
‘Cause I’m pretty sure
That I’ll be dead in days
And pay the debts
For all my wicked ways
Love is dead and gone
Pain is all that stays
I’m pretty sure that I’ll be dead in days
(Repeats)