Dying In My Own Arms - 100 Demons

What makes you think that your death is secure?

That you won’t die alone

Your solace isn’t something to seek

It’s a sign of the weak

Who will save your rotten soul?

In time all memories will fold

Ace down with your head in your hands

You’ll be dying in your own arms

Broke down!!!

Left a wreck

Burnt out!!!

A husk of a man

Wasted!!!

But not nearly so close

I’m dying in my own arms

Do you think you have someone?

You will die alone

Die alone motherfucker

I am dying in my own arms