What the hell have I become?
An empty shell completely numb?
Every day just going through the motion
When I'm alone I think a lot of all the things that I forgot
All my regrets have left me lost and broken
I'm so tired of feeling like a dead man walking
Here the razor calling
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Dead man walking I can taste the poison
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Tell me that there's more to this life
Dead man walking
Why the hell am I still here?
It feels like I could disappear
And if I did would anybody notice?
No there's nothing running through my veins
All too well I know the shame
Is there still a chance?
Is there hope for the hopeless?
I'm so tired of feeling like a dead man walking
Here the razor calling
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Dead man walking I can taste the poison
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Tell me that there's more to this life
More to this life
Time is ticking as the eyes of my accusers burn holes in my skin
This rusty crown center stage in the old museum of sin
I'm off to meet the maker, but there's a fire in the well
Any last words? I'll see you all in hell!
Dead man walking
Dead man walking
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Dead man walking
Here the razor calling
I can taste the poison
Tell me that there's more to this life
More to this life
Dead Man Walking Video (MV)
Performed By: Art Of Dying
Length: 3:24
Written by: Caley Ryan Gontier, Tavis Jason Stanley, Jeffrey Grayden Brown, Jonny Hetherington, Greg Bradley, David Jonathan Bendeth, Skidd Mills, Blair Daly
Art Of Dying - Dead Man Walking Lyrics
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What the hell have I become?
An empty shell completely numb?
Every day just going through the motion
When I'm alone I think a lot of all the things that I forgot
All my regrets have left me lost and broken
I'm so tired of feeling like a dead man walking
Here the razor calling
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Dead man walking I can taste the poison
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Tell me that there's more to this life
Dead man walking
Why the hell am I still here?
It feels like I could disappear
And if I did would anybody notice?
No there's nothing running through my veins
All too well I know the shame
Is there still a chance?
Is there hope for the hopeless?
I'm so tired of feeling like a dead man walking
Here the razor calling
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Dead man walking I can taste the poison
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Tell me that there's more to this life
More to this life
Time is ticking as the eyes of my accusers burn holes in my skin
This rusty crown center stage in the old museum of sin
I'm off to meet the maker, but there's a fire in the well
Any last words? I'll see you all in hell!
Dead man walking
Dead man walking
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Dead man walking
Here the razor calling
I can taste the poison
Tell me that there's more to this life
More to this life
An empty shell completely numb?
Every day just going through the motion
When I'm alone I think a lot of all the things that I forgot
All my regrets have left me lost and broken
I'm so tired of feeling like a dead man walking
Here the razor calling
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Dead man walking I can taste the poison
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Tell me that there's more to this life
Dead man walking
Why the hell am I still here?
It feels like I could disappear
And if I did would anybody notice?
No there's nothing running through my veins
All too well I know the shame
Is there still a chance?
Is there hope for the hopeless?
I'm so tired of feeling like a dead man walking
Here the razor calling
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Dead man walking I can taste the poison
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Tell me that there's more to this life
More to this life
Time is ticking as the eyes of my accusers burn holes in my skin
This rusty crown center stage in the old museum of sin
I'm off to meet the maker, but there's a fire in the well
Any last words? I'll see you all in hell!
Dead man walking
Dead man walking
I don't want to live I don't want to die
Dead man walking
Here the razor calling
I can taste the poison
Tell me that there's more to this life
More to this life
Writer: Caley Ryan Gontier, Tavis Jason Stanley, Jeffrey Grayden Brown, Jonny Hetherington, Greg Bradley, David Jonathan Bendeth, Skidd Mills, Blair Daly
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.