Vultures
They come around when you are on your knees
Surrounding one by one, taking what you need
Your mouth is dry as you lay down
Begging for those vultures to set you free
Vultures pick you bones, pick them so clean
Bathing in your tears of misery for years
They take you for everything you have
Consuming you till there's nothing of you left
Only God knows what's wrong with me
They show up when you stink and rot
Taking everything that's precious to your heart
When you have been stripped down
Vultures fly away, thorns in your crown
Only God knows what's wrong with me
Vultures circle all around you
They come to take your soul across the river
They only come around when things are wrong
They only come around when you got what they want
Only God knows what's wrong with me
Vultures circle all around you
They come to take your soul across the river
Autor(es): Sal Abruscato
