Matt McClure - Or Winter's Tomb

And you just got away
From God's hand again today
But you won't ever know close he gets
Before his will makes him forget
Oh boy, you've got a bounty on your head
It couldn't hurt to start to believe that soon
You keep pretending that you're dead
From the comfort of your stormy hillside room
Or your winter's tomb
And he leaves a clue that only you would know
Right outside the back patio
But you weren't designed a guy
Who needlessly just goes outside
Oh boy, you've got a bounty on your head
It couldn't hurt to start believing in that soon
You keep pretending you're dead
From the comfort of your stormy hillside room
He didn't hear a word that you just said
Lucky you, he got distracted by the moon
He ties a womb around his head
Maybe you could save him a little room
In your winter's tomb?

Written by:
Matt McClure

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