W.T.Y.D.
Lyrics
Catch a shooting star, burn it to a crisp Born into death, will you take the risk? See buckets and buckets, yeah, buckets of sin You'll never end and can never begin Welcome to your death Welcome to your death Wel-come to your death! No forest of pleasure or fields of pain High-rise at night see the pavement of stain A beckoning hand from those who were slain Now you can sleep again Welcome to your death Welcome to your death Wel-come to your death! ♪ I take the night and I stretch it wide And I see all, you hide, I died So slip right in, sip the wine The caution flashes but the water is fine Welcome to your death Welcome to your death Wel-come to your death!
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:56
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 135 BPM