The Pretty Reckless: For I Am Death // Life Evermore Pt.2

As I lay twiddling
Home and alone
It spread to the suburbs
The cancer had grown
No one is real
Except you and me
Whatever it takes
At all costs to be free from
Life evermore
My life evermore
My life evermore

There’s something wrong with me

I cut but I don’t bleed

There’s something wrong with me

I like autonomy
Away from all you freaks
There’s something wrong with me

There’s something wrong with me

I can feel the needles in my hands
Feel the needles in my bones
Crawling up my spine to where God only knows


For I am Death
And I can feel

I got my hands
Upon the wheel

I am not lost
For I have found
The only one
Who put me down
For I am Death
And I won’t break

I got a life
I’ve got to take
When will it end this suffering of late

It was nice to know you


I’m like pornography
Cut from a magazine
There’s something wrong with me
There’s something wrong with me
I can feel the needles in my hands
Feel the needles in my bones

Crawling up my spine to where God only knows


For I am Death
And I can feel
I got my hands

Upon the wheel
I am not lost

For I have found
The only one
Who put me down

For I am Death
And I won’t break

I got a life
I’ve got to take

When will it end this suffering of late

It was nice to know you


And in the back of your mind
Where even dark is blind

Looking for a sign
Waiting for your time to come
But you can’t outrun
The hand of fate
And I will wait

For I am Death
And all alone
So many years
Out on my own
And everyone just runs and hides away

Hides away from me

For I am Death
And I can feel
I got my hands
Upon the wheel
I am not lost
For I have found
The only one
Who put me down
For I am Death
And I won’t break
I got a life
I’ve got to take
When will it end this suffering of late
It was nice to know you