"I Saw The Reaper" lyrics
Designer styles and designer drugs
I'm an idol now so I don't idle much
Might as well have the Midas touch
Time will tell that their time is up
Shit so cold it's like it's dipped in gold
Get twist and rolled like the spliffs I smoke
Sigur Ros 'em with the Figaros
My fit alone drips sticks and stones
Been numb from the jump self medicate
Drugs on my tongue tends to help keep the stress away
Everyday living where the dead space grows
In the boy's ribcage that can gestate roses
Petrol in my petals let's go
Mementos on the mental mend slow
A dead skull full of deaf-toned echoes
Left notes with a death-stroke XO
I saw the reaper he lives in the mirror
Told me my future but I couldn't hear him
Reading your palms while you face 'em to god now
I will still be here when you taste the fallout
I saw the reaper he lives in the mirror
Told me my future but I couldn't hear him
Reading your palms while you face 'em to god now
I will still be here when you taste the fallout
On a wave of my own where it rains in my soul
Stayed in a coma raked over coals
Prayed for the pain paint hate on the walls
Weight of the world stayed placed on the shoulders
Atlas shrugged when they pass their judgment
And hold their hands out for cactus hugs
Katana blade made Damascus tongue
Dissolved my brain in some acetone
If no man is an island
It's no man's land when I land nomad that's typecast
No matter my hand won't bat an eyelash
A massive fire-catch amassed the lilacs
I grew them for you
It's beautiful huh?
How something so perfect can wilt in the sun
It's a million to one and I willed it and still I'm the one
I saw the reaper he lives in the mirror
Told me my future but I couldn't hear him
Reading your palms while you face 'em to god now
I will still be here when you taste the fallout
I saw the reaper he lives in the mirror
Told me my future but I couldn't hear him
Reading your palms while you face 'em to god now
I will still be here when you taste the fallout
I'm an idol now so I don't idle much
Might as well have the Midas touch
Time will tell that their time is up
Shit so cold it's like it's dipped in gold
Get twist and rolled like the spliffs I smoke
Sigur Ros 'em with the Figaros
My fit alone drips sticks and stones
Been numb from the jump self medicate
Drugs on my tongue tends to help keep the stress away
Everyday living where the dead space grows
In the boy's ribcage that can gestate roses
Petrol in my petals let's go
Mementos on the mental mend slow
A dead skull full of deaf-toned echoes
Left notes with a death-stroke XO
I saw the reaper he lives in the mirror
Told me my future but I couldn't hear him
Reading your palms while you face 'em to god now
I will still be here when you taste the fallout
I saw the reaper he lives in the mirror
Told me my future but I couldn't hear him
Reading your palms while you face 'em to god now
I will still be here when you taste the fallout
On a wave of my own where it rains in my soul
Stayed in a coma raked over coals
Prayed for the pain paint hate on the walls
Weight of the world stayed placed on the shoulders
Atlas shrugged when they pass their judgment
And hold their hands out for cactus hugs
Katana blade made Damascus tongue
Dissolved my brain in some acetone
If no man is an island
It's no man's land when I land nomad that's typecast
No matter my hand won't bat an eyelash
A massive fire-catch amassed the lilacs
I grew them for you
It's beautiful huh?
How something so perfect can wilt in the sun
It's a million to one and I willed it and still I'm the one
I saw the reaper he lives in the mirror
Told me my future but I couldn't hear him
Reading your palms while you face 'em to god now
I will still be here when you taste the fallout
I saw the reaper he lives in the mirror
Told me my future but I couldn't hear him
Reading your palms while you face 'em to god now
I will still be here when you taste the fallout
