Prof - Tombstones Lyrics

Got me walking through tombstonesWould you meet me in the ground?Got me walking through tombstonesWould you meet me in the ground?Everybody got hurt everybody went deaf in twentyBlind rage in a suicide pact to get left with nothingRumor's that you're perfect, well you don't say?Everybody's building coffins just so they can have their own placeSix feet deep getting comfy burning bridges have your own wayAnother six feet deep let's outlaw improvement, buddy pass the roséYou can't push daisies when the ground's unfertileThe grim reaper follows us 'bout everywhere we goGot me walking through tombstonesWould you meet me in the ground?Got me walking through tombstonesWould you meet me in the ground?HeyFancy meeting you here, I thought that you's afraid of bonesWhy are your skeletons on display? I thought you had them safe at homeRussian roulette would suit us perfectNo skipping turns in graveyards, it's no mercyThey want to see a crash but they don't want the bloodThey want to see my movie but they won't let me cussThey want to feel some pain but they don't want to touchThey want to see the painting but don't dare show the brushYou can't push daisies when the ground's unfertileThe grim reaper follows us 'bout everywhere we goGot me walking through tombstonesWould you meet me in the ground?Got me walking through tombstonesWould you meet me in the ground?HeyYou can't push daisies when the grounds unfertileThe grim reaper follows us 'bout everywhere we go