Human Disguise - SPTNK

I’m getting by on the deficit of sun

Limps down the road, my young skeleton

I’m feeling jealous to every a wight

For they don’t know they all gonna die

Looking downwards at the sight of the cops

I’m dragging along my accessible corps

Since I’ve been born, I’m bound to be dead

Oh my dear god, I owe you a debt

Falling apart I’m growing small

Consider myself that brick in the wall

Like a flower of fall, I’m exposed to the scythe

I will outgrow my human disguise