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Tim Kinsella
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My Death
Lyricist：Blau Eric, Brel Jacques Romain G, Shuman Mort
My death waits like an old ruin
So confident I'll go his way
Whistle for him in the passing time
My death waits to allow my friends
A few good times before it ends
Let's drink to that in the passing time
My death waits in my falling leaves
Magicians mysterious ease
Rabbit's dust in passing time
But whatever lies behind the door
There's nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I don't care
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For in front of that door there is you
My death waits in a double bed
Sales of oblivion at my head
Pull up the sheets against the passing time
My death waits in your arms
And your thighs
And your cool fingers will close my eyes
But whatever lies behind the door
There's nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I don't care
For in front of that door there is you
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