Death For Sure

Duration

3:10

Genres

Acoustic

Lyrics

Her scared eyes, they tell time, of a dream inscripted in its black metal. In formaldehyde, preserving everything predictable. Dusty walls, grey with fear, of not knowing when this dream will break. The soldiers of prescription drugs. They line up, the modern man defends itself. The shed door hasn't moved since 1984, it collects rust. The TVs on to drown the noise of thinking her dream is falling apart. Her mother's death will break her so. And she knows it. Her antique life is done.