"All Alone" lyrics

OmenXIII & PurpDogg Lyrics

"All Alone"

Can you see me running 'round in your mind?
Can you feel me crawling up, down your spine?
I breathe and everything 'round me dies
I think I'm, I'm the reaper at night

Butterfly by my side
Always ride with my knife
Every time that I rhyme
Feels just like it's my scythe

Can you see me running 'round in your mind?
Can you feel me crawling up, down your spine?
I breathe and everything 'round me dies
I think I'm, I'm the reaper at night

Everytime I look inside I see the same sights
Hear the same lies, I don't ask why
I just live life for the sunrise but I still despise
Every single moment I
Struggle with the burden on my mind
Life on this earth is a curse of mine
Wise in the words and I stay supplied, so
I will never give into the worlds disguise

Can you see me running 'round in your mind?
Can you feel me crawling up, down your spine?
I breathe and everything 'round me dies
I think I'm, I'm the reaper at night

I'm the reaper at night
I'm the reaper at night
I'm the reaper at night


Writer(s): Simon Tong, Jamie Hewlett, Brian Burton, Damon Albarn, Rodney Smith
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