Deaths swing 1

Swinging on the swings talking with you.
Head to the ground talking of the blues.
They can’t see you though I know you there.
Most people consider you pretty unfair.
Then there are those just like you and me.
Swinging on the swings, ever so friendly.

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Swinging on the swings looking over at you.
Speaking of the shit that fucks with us two.
They know you're here, they can’t see though.
They all pretend like you would never show.
Then there are those just like the two of us.
A forever bond hand in hand in death I trust.