My resting face tense
You'll forget or remember
A sense that smells well
Your troubles and small thrills
After all
You know it's calling
A sanguine code
You know it's coming
A sense of knowing you were dead (Before you had a chance)
A minute strikes ya again
Know your head won't let up
Your heart (Your soul)
And now the jig is up
The mark of seeking god
Turns out to your palms
Honey live your life
No one gets you back this time
After all
You know it's calling
A sanguine code
You know it's coming
A sense of knowing you were dead (Before you had a chance)
A minute strikes ya again
Know your head won't let up
Your heart (Ya soul)
And now the jig is up
Where ya headed
Won't be hard (Cause you know)
You didn't feel a thing
A sense of knowing you were dead (Before you had a chance)
A minute strikes ya again
Know your head won't let up
Your heart (Your soul)
And now the jig is up
And now the jig is up
And now the jig is up