Reaper Songtext
von Riot Course

Loose lips, second to none
Trade an excess of trust
Lost in its lust

I wish I had disappeared right then


Stolen by a reaper
Disguised as young love
Things stay strange and may always be
As long as I remember their names
Stolen by a reaper
Disguised as young love, love, love

Scrub my skin in hopes I′ll never feel this filth again
Never feel this filth again, oh, no
Scrub my skin in hopes I'll never feel this filth again
Never feel this filth again, oh, no