Vultures

Some say hedressesin black Some say he'swatchingyour back Some say he doesn't have eyes But I know his real disguise I know the real truth And helooksjust like you Words in my head Likevulturescircling the dead You say he was an outlaw You say that he had no jaw You say he hasclawsfor hands But I knowrightwhere he stands Two feet away With one foot in the grave Words in my head Likevulturescircling the dead Some say that he's hard to find But I'mstaringhim in the eyes It's all that they'rerunningfrom I knowexactlywhere you belong Don'tmistakehis wrongs Now that you're dead and gone Words in my head Likevulturescircling the dead Some say that she doesn't blink Some say you can hear her shriek Some say you'll need to run quick But just don't look her in the eyes You'll turn to stone, baby What if I'm dead already? Words in my head Likevulturescircling the dead Words in my head Likevulturescircling the dead Words in my head Likevulturescircling the dead Words in my head Likevulturescircling the dead