Thoughts of a dying atheist
"Eerie whispers trapped beneath my pillow -
won't let me sleep, your memories.
And I know you're in this room,
I'm sure I heard you sigh.
Floating in between where our worlds collide.
Scares the hell out of me, and the end is all I can see.
And it scares the hell out of me, and the end is all I can see.
And I know the moment's near, and there's nothing you can do
Look through a faithless eye, are you afraid to die?
It scares the hell out of me, and the end is all I can see.
And it scares the hell out of me, and the end is all I can see."
won't let me sleep, your memories.
And I know you're in this room,
I'm sure I heard you sigh.
Floating in between where our worlds collide.
Scares the hell out of me, and the end is all I can see.
And it scares the hell out of me, and the end is all I can see.
And I know the moment's near, and there's nothing you can do
Look through a faithless eye, are you afraid to die?
It scares the hell out of me, and the end is all I can see.
And it scares the hell out of me, and the end is all I can see."
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