[03:07.00]Staying in your bed all of the day and all the night
[03:07.00]Feeling in your head that something is not right
[03:07.00]Your throat is closing up and sweat is pouring down your face
[03:07.00]As you approach your final day
[03:07.00]Every time you look at me with sunken, jaundiced eyes
[03:07.00]I get the feeling in my guts that yours devitalize
[03:07.00]Suck the life from your soul and make your skin turn grey
[03:07.00]As you approach your final day
[03:07.00]Bloodshot alcoholic eyes is what you’re looking through
[03:07.00]Bloodshot alcoholic eyes is how the world sees you
[03:07.00]How the world sees you
[03:07.00]You - death’s coming after you
[03:07.00]Your shallow, wheezing breath barely goes past your tongue
[03:07.00]Your stomach acid’s are rising up to the bottom of your lungs
[03:07.00]Your green brown, 3D breath appears with every whisper you say
[03:07.00]As you approach your final day
[03:07.00]In the morning - your back is straighter than a line
[03:07.00]By midday - scoliosis, twisted, jagged spine
[03:07.00]In the arvo - You’re starting to decay
[03:07.00]By nightfall - You realise that it is your final day
[03:07.00]Death is coming after you
[03:07.00]Coming after you