Lyrics Standards - Obits

Standards

You know what matters
What good to include
You claim standards
But I know the truth
You’ve painted on the scraps
By taking what was mine
I just see a ghost
When I look into your eyes
You say that everything can change
Well tell me can you speak my name
Cuz death is knocking at my door
Yeah death is knocking at my door
He’s knocking
I’ve got powders
You’ve got regret
I can’t know what you know
But I can guess the rest
You’ve got your tactics
Used 'em from the start
You can take my voice
But never have my heart
You say that everything’s the same
You do it yeah, you do it in his name
Cuz death is knocking at your door
Yeah death is knocking at your door
He’s knocking