Grim Reaper

Well I know it doesn't matter if you're honest or you're fake

And that the grim reaper for each of us does wait

I know that stupid people are the happiest by far

For sensitive intelligent read battered bruised and scarred

But theres something rather pleasing equality it waits

Because in the end we're all food on the grim reapers plate

There are many little stories and dramas we enact

We're all obsessed with our own each action and each fact

Oh to self obsession each one is a whore

But a little self respect sometimes back we can draw

But theres something rather pleasing equality it waits

Because in the end we're all food on the grim reapers plate

Each night upon millions the grim reaper does feast

All those sel obsessed souls self obsession has ceased

Morality is something used to keep the rich rich

If you are excluded you're a thief a pimp a bitch

So my mothe she was right I have reached my happy end

My life is like a library book I no longer need to lend

I'm going to shoot my stepmother then I'll shoot myself

Then this library book can gather dust upon a shelf

But theres something rather pleasing equality it waits

Because in the end we're all food on the grim reapers plate