Flynn Germain - Disappearing Man Lyrics

I am a fan of a disappearing man
He comes at night and he tells me he has plans for me
And everybody says that I'd be better off dead
But I'd give you anything

And I've got a fist and i've got an axe to grind
And you look a lot like a stone
And I'll bury the hatchet and i won't get it back
And no-one we know we know will ever know

You took the stage played a song
Waltzed off and died, and now i own a knife
And it's keen, it's an art, tryna make sure that it's sharp
'Cause sharp things get to decide

But I've got a book and it's gold and red and black
And you look a lot like a stone
So I'll build a church on expecting the worst
And I'll make that place my home

You took the stage played a song
Waltzed off and died, and now I own a knife
And it's keen, it's an art, tryna make sure that it's sharp
'Cause sharp things get to decide

I am a fan of a disappearing man
He comes at night and he tells me he has plans for me
And everybody says that I'd be better off dead
But I'd give you anything