Lyrics Black Spot - Local Natives

Black Spot

Oh no, I’m dying wrong, I can read it in the whites
And the thing is, I knew it before, I reopened my eyes
And if I didn’t know to be afraid
Their faces make me sure that I do now
As I sit and wait, as I sit and wait
Oh no, I’m dying wrong but I’m still laying here alive
With a black spot on my arm and so calm, I look inside
And I see the things I always knew
But wasn’t sure until now
That if he comes to claim, that if he comes to claim
I won’t run, I won’t run, I won’t run, I won’t run