Raymond Woods - Mrs. Reaper (feat. Sophie DeFrench)

I'll walk beside the ghost to meet my maker under skies of hope
She took me to a pier for what appeared, was to find a boat
I'll take a pack of Blues for 7.22, those mine to smoke
Wish me to the well that turned to wine, I'm not designed to float
But tried to swim, drowning out my demons one by one while they're all climbing in
Sound of breathing ceasing, lung by lung they watch him die within
Not just the season, built that fire pit which I defend
Smother out my signal to the skies, I had to try again
Lie within these walls, my time is called as she explains to me
I can't take these bottles of Yellow Tail Cabernet with me
Don't pray for me, just take my hand and know you're safe with me
I need your drug, if not your love to fill the vacancy
Baby we, could take a risk & we could raise the stakes
I've made mistakes, I recognize that it's my greatest trait
My saving grace, is an angle I never met yet face to face
Hope you understand what's taking place
Can take a hit
If there's something that you have to say then won't you say it quick
Before I get sea sick and lost in love out on this shaking ship
I found these slippers try em on to see if they can fit
See if they can fit
Now Sailing on, I'll throw my heart back in my treasure chest
Then headed west, she pointed out dead poets there that said it best
My head obsessed, It's the reason why I never rest
Hopeless weather, wrote this letter signed it, sentence death
Better yet, it's not truth or dare, this is true and true
That's why I try to understand and know it all through and through
It'll happen to you and you, you-you, you and you
Behold the sun, whether old or young, you gone lose it too

Mrs. Reaper, Mrs. Reaper
Mrs. Reaper, Let's forget the preacher
Divorce your teacher, Ms. Reaper nice to meet yah
Mrs. Reaper, Let's forget the preacher
Divorce your teacher, Mrs. Reaper nice to meet yah

Written by:
Ryan McLaughlin, Sophie DeFrench

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