Two days left
To breathe on the death bed
Grandma stopped
January twenty-second, twenty-twenty-two

Two days left
To crash a truck to death
Cousin Shawn left
Driving for some trucking company

Two days left
To lay on the death bed
Calm down mom
The pacemaker will attack your heart

Who is next
To seduce the thought of death
I hope it’s not me
But surely it's someone in the family