Grim Reaper

Writin' home to mother, you tell her that you’re sober
It’s 12PM and once again the party’s still not over
You’re with some guy who says he really wants to get to know ya
Not really sure but you watch him as he leans in closer
Grim Reaper in a backwards hat
Landing kick-flips on my psyche cracks
Better watch out for your father’s back
I think he knows I’m goin' mad
Grim Reaper got me back by 10
I’m never comin' home again
He swears that he’s my only friend
But it doesn’t fuck with my mind 'cause
Oh, maybe I sold my soul
Maybe you need control
Mortality takes its toll
I just need everythin'
Why is every car here a coffin?
Showing no signs of stoppin'
Mortality takes its toll
I just need everythin'
Dog walkers with their big canines
Keep tellin' me to change my mind
I open up my own insides
I think they think I’m gonna cry
Grim Reaper on a moped flex
Peelin' acid burnin' on my flesh
I see the way they want my best
But it doesn’t fuck with my mind 'cause
Oh, maybe I sold my soul
Maybe you need control
Mortality takes its toll
I just need everythin'
Why is every car here a coffin?
Showing no signs of stoppin'
Mortality takes its toll
I just need everythin'
He’s with me in back seat
But he doesn’t own me
He’s walkin' down my home street
But he doesn’t own me
He’s with me in back seat
But he doesn’t own me
He’s walkin' down my home street
But he doesn’t own me