The reaper is grim For nobody knows He wishes for company But everyone goes Nobody stays He's all by himself He hurts on the inside Theres not much else. He hold lives In the palm of his hand Yet his bleeds through Like grains of sand We walk past so many times Yet nobody ever stops to say hi He finds comfort in life The one thing he can't have The reaper is grim, For nobody knows, He wishes for company But everybody goes.