Death
Come on, baby. Don’t fear the reaper.
Goodbye, cruel world.
Hangman is comin’ down from the gallows...
and I don’t have very long.
But now I laugh and pull so hard and see you swinging on the gallows pole, pole, pole. Swinging on the gallows pole. Swinging on the gallows pole. Swinging on the gallows pole. Swinging on the gallows pole, pole, pole.
And the And the And the And the And the And the And the And the
e wind cries, “Mary.” e wind cries, “Mary.” e wind cries, “Mary.” e wind cries, “Mary.” e wind cries, “Mary.” e wind cries, “Mary.” e wind cries, “Mary.” e wind cries, “Mary.”
I don’t wanna live my life again.
Ava Scott