This is what death looks like.
There is no bright white light
No tunnel to draw you in.
Mmm...
This is what death looks like.
With the turn of a key
The clock winds for the last time
While he waits past midnight
For the bells he knows will chime.
The window frames a full moon
As he struggles into bed
3:15
The puff of his final breath as he knows what lies ahead.
This is what death looks like.
There is no bright white light
No tunnel to draw you in.
Mmm...
This is what death looks like.
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This is what death looks like.
There is no bright white light
No tunnel to draw you in.
Mmm...
This is what death looks like.
With the turn of a key
The clock winds for the last time
While he waits past midnight
For the bells he knows will chime.
The window frames a full moon
As he struggles into bed
3:15
The puff of his final breath as he knows what lies ahead.
This is what death looks like.
There is no bright white light
No tunnel to draw you in.
Mmm...
This is what death looks like.
There is no bright white light
No tunnel to draw you in.
Mmm...
This is what death looks like.
With the turn of a key
The clock winds for the last time
While he waits past midnight
For the bells he knows will chime.
The window frames a full moon
As he struggles into bed
3:15
The puff of his final breath as he knows what lies ahead.
This is what death looks like.
There is no bright white light
No tunnel to draw you in.
Mmm...
This is what death looks like.
Writer: Henry Wagons
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC