Death - NajwaJean

Here it comes,

and it’s warm,

it is not sun

But it’s warm,

and it’s between us

I’m not frightened,

but my body is Maybe is death

Maybe is death

Maybe is death

Maybe is death

Maybe is death

Like a twist

that comes from behind my arms

I’ve been called

from somewhere beneath the earth

I didn’t know

till it was too late

I didn’t hear

Because tonight wake me up with a new fear

and it feels like I lost all of my tears

I didn’t know it was too late

I didn’t hear

You have to die,

trice herethen you’ll be born,

back again Like a king

or a queen Like a kingLike

a thief I was trying to be smart

In the end I was just a simple heart

I didn’t know till was too late

I didn’t hear Like a glove that is trying to fit

my hand Now it feels like

I’m covered in mudI didn'

know till was too late

I didn’t hear