The Benefits - Death Lyrics

Eyes closed, I'm ready just to give in
Evil's choking on my last breath
Cutthroat, I'm stuck like a pin prick
Blood-sick, I'm stricken to confession

In all your ways
You're faced to face
In all your days
You're left to waste

My life's balanced on a tight rope
My thoughts are spiraling down a blackhole
And I'm losing this feeling
Can't help but think the end is nearing
I'm caught out
I'm caught out
I'm caught out

Death's got it's grip on me
Death's got it's grip on me

My life is balanced on a tight rope
My thoughts are spiraling down a blackhole
And I'm losing this feeling
Can't help but think the end is nearing
I'm caught out
I'm caught out
I'm caught out

When your deadly disease plagues us all
When you're down bad and you're backed up against the wall
With your eyes glazed over, and you can't see
You can't speak, you aren't free
You can't breathe, your thoughts fade
You can't be saved

Death's got it's grip on me