Deadringer

I have dreams Of dancing with the dead But my feet won't keep the tempo A circus of ants My feet won't follow suit Yeah Wish I could be like them In God's hands, there's freedom But happiness comes with a price 'Cause there's always two things going on There's always Friday night My tombstone was made at birth My coffin is on my back Wrapped in chains, I carry burdens Dressed in tarnished rags Wrapped in chains Wish I could be like them Wish I could get away with murder Wish I could get away with it all It's their turn to watch me And I pray (I pray) I pray that when I fall (I fall) I hit the ground hard enough to kill me I always watch the mountains As they look down on storms Deadringer Watch me, motherfucker Deadringer