Текст песни Chatting With The Reaper - WhatACuteLiar

They wonder how I ever moved on without love
With no love
They wonder how I carried on
It's the drugs
It's the drugs

An every single decision I make
I feel like that I'm just fucked
That I'm just fucked

I got a grip on the scythe
I got a grip on the knife
I'm chatting with the fuckin' reaper tonight
I told him I don't really care you can fuckin' take my life
Just let me fuckin' keep her tonight

He told me that he's never seen such a soul quite as withered as mine
With a tear in his eye
An then he said
Once you follow me you can't ever come back
Are you sure that's what you wanted from me?

Cause if you wanna go
We can go but I just don't want you to leave
No I don't want you to leave
An every time we talk every time you make me cry
You can hear the angel symphony

All of them are weeping
And all of them are crying for you
For you and me

And that's when I said
What's the point of fuckin' living if every waking second is torturing me
An what's the point of growing attached If every ones gonna leave
They all leave

That's when he started to sing

Oh oh oh
Oh oh uh oh
Oh oh oh no
No

Oh oh oh
Oh oh uh oh
Oh oh oh no
No

Oh oh oh
Oh oh uh oh
Oh oh oh no
No
Oh no

Tell me how I
Can fix myself
I'm falling down a endless well
Oh well

People really wanna be your friend
Until you talk about
Wanting to kill yourself

So they both sang

Oh oh oh
Oh oh uh oh
Oh oh oh no
No

Oh oh oh
Oh oh uh oh
Oh oh oh no
No