Black Spot

Oh no,

I'm dying wrong

I can read it in

The whites

And the thing is

I knew it before

I re-open my eyes

And if I didn't know

To be afraid

The faces made me sure that I do now

As I sit and wait

As I sit and waitOh no,

I'm dying wrong

But I'm still laying here

Alive

With a black spot

On my arm

And so calm, I look insideAnd I see the things

I always knew

But wasn't sure until now

That if it comes to claim

That if it comes to claimI won't run

I won't run

I won't run

I won't run

Songwriters

Rice, Taylor David / Hahn, Ryan Clinton / Frazier, Matthew James / Ayer, Kelcey PaulPublished by

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