Death don’t walk in the front door
He sneak in the back like a thief in the night
Death don’t fight like a brave man
He put a knife in your back as you stand in the dark
Lord how I wish
That you could hear this song
Death don’t care if you like him
Death won’t buy you a drink
Death don’t hear me knocking
He don’t care for a fool like me
Lord how I wish
That you could hear this song
You gave me your warmth, didn’t you?
As if I knew what I should do
My face in your hair, then suddenly
My feet on the cold ground
Squeezing the puzzle together
Death don’t walk in the front door
He sneak in the back like a thief in the night
Death don’t fight like a brave man
He put a knife in your back as you stand in the dark
Lord how I wish
You could criticize this song
You gave me your warmth, didn’t you?
As if I knew what I should do
My face in your hair, then suddenly
My feet on the cold ground
Squeezing the puzzle together
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