Dead Man Walking - Sam Tinnesz

Dead man walking

You’re a dead man walking

Dead man walking

Got the reaper at your feet

There’s still smoke on the gun

Oh they’re coming for blood

And it’s taking its toll on you

I know it’s a jungle out there

So watch your back cause they don’t play fair

They don’t play fair no no

Dead man walking

You’re a dead man walking

Dead man walking

Got the reaper at your feet

Dead man walking

Just a dead man walking

Dead man walking

I hope they don’t come for me

Down to the bones, you’re shakin'

There’s no light in the day and

Only darkness on your skin

Your sins no you can’t take back

The wolves are coming and they want your head

They want your head yeah yeah

Dead man walking

You’re a dead man walking

Dead man walking

Got the reaper at your feet

Dead man walking

Just a dead man walking

Dead man walking

I hope they don’t come for me

It’s a little too late for mercy

I won’t waste my prayers on you

Prayers on you

It’s a little too late for mercy

I won’t waste my prayers on you

Dead man walking

You’re a dead man walking

Dead man walking

Got the reaper at your feet

Dead man walking

Just a dead man walking

Dead man walking

I hope they don’t come for me