CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : The Second (2021 Remaster)
There's a shape in the shadows, there's a chill in the air
But he won't let you get rattled, you won't know that he's there
There's no way to do battle when you're caught unaware
One blink and he'll be gone, and you'll be dead in your chair
Or was he even there? Can you even prepare?
For a reckoning a second into catching the glare
Of a barrel when the bullet's already in the air
Or the chemicals already have your vision impaired?
As you try to place the face of that sommelier
When you're gonna win the race but find the brakes aren't there
On a knife's edge, placed between the fumes and the flare
The last breath with a glove in your hair
He's a master of disguise, he's an artist with a knife
He will catch you by surprise, just a quack and you ignite
There's no faster a demise, were you happy with your life?
'Cause it didn't have the time left to flash before your eyes
No one ever recalls the second
They first come across 47
Because before you've drawn a breath in
47's got you on the floor forgetting
If you could only pause a second
Can't stall destiny, halt what's meant to be
No protection we, all get reckoned the
Cause of death will be 47
You can tighten violence by refining the appliance of it
Open up your eyes to find the sight of an appliance dropping
Right into the bath without a chance to even try and stop it
Blur behind the curtain and it's curtains on your crime biopic
The same as yesterday? Oh, there's a new chef today
I'm sure he can prepare that very rare fish in that special way
Also, we can't find the guy we hired just to test your plates
Plus, all of your henchmen went and left to go investigate
The sound of a coin on the ground
And not a shred of evidence will ever be found
Take a trip to the facilities with no one around
Ain't it tragic how a man can accidentally drown?
You've locked the door, you're in your most secure of quarters when
It's been a little while since your security reported in
A sudden force and then you'll wish you'd brought your snorkel in
They find your body bobbing in a mortuary of porcelain
No one ever recalls the second
They first come across 47
Because before you've drawn your weapon
You're already taking that fall from heaven
If you could only pause a second
Can't stall destiny, halt what's meant to be
No protection we, all get reckoned the
Cause of death will be 47
Most people went to bed and they simply never woke
Take solace in the knowledge that your death will be bespoke
Hand crafted, all wrapped up in leather as you choke
Every execution executed excellently so
Any single person could be 47 lurking
He could be working in Burger King
Strychnine in your onion rings, snuffing out your underlings
'Fore you get to wondering, you'll be bloodied
Stuffed into a cupboard in your underthings
The last creak as you stand beneath the chandelier
It's the gas leak when you're candlelit for atmosphere
It's the last beat as your heart receives the formula
The red streak when the beam hits your cornea
The mouth feel of your unintended last meal
The weapon test where you forgot to check the blast seals
The sunset as your body's doing cartwheels
Straight over the edge of a ledge or it's the hard steel
Scraping on your ribs as you shiver and expire
It's the first red fleck on your impeccable attire
It's your throat torn to shreds as you're dying to respire
As your fingernails are fighting against the tightening of the wire
It's a second to forgive, it's a second to forget
Every second you have lived for this second of regret
Every second is a gift so be careful how you spend
'Cause the second that you've met him is the second that it ends
But he won't let you get rattled, you won't know that he's there
There's no way to do battle when you're caught unaware
One blink and he'll be gone, and you'll be dead in your chair
Or was he even there? Can you even prepare?
For a reckoning a second into catching the glare
Of a barrel when the bullet's already in the air
Or the chemicals already have your vision impaired?
As you try to place the face of that sommelier
When you're gonna win the race but find the brakes aren't there
On a knife's edge, placed between the fumes and the flare
The last breath with a glove in your hair
He's a master of disguise, he's an artist with a knife
He will catch you by surprise, just a quack and you ignite
There's no faster a demise, were you happy with your life?
'Cause it didn't have the time left to flash before your eyes
No one ever recalls the second
They first come across 47
Because before you've drawn a breath in
47's got you on the floor forgetting
If you could only pause a second
Can't stall destiny, halt what's meant to be
No protection we, all get reckoned the
Cause of death will be 47
You can tighten violence by refining the appliance of it
Open up your eyes to find the sight of an appliance dropping
Right into the bath without a chance to even try and stop it
Blur behind the curtain and it's curtains on your crime biopic
The same as yesterday? Oh, there's a new chef today
I'm sure he can prepare that very rare fish in that special way
Also, we can't find the guy we hired just to test your plates
Plus, all of your henchmen went and left to go investigate
The sound of a coin on the ground
And not a shred of evidence will ever be found
Take a trip to the facilities with no one around
Ain't it tragic how a man can accidentally drown?
You've locked the door, you're in your most secure of quarters when
It's been a little while since your security reported in
A sudden force and then you'll wish you'd brought your snorkel in
They find your body bobbing in a mortuary of porcelain
No one ever recalls the second
They first come across 47
Because before you've drawn your weapon
You're already taking that fall from heaven
If you could only pause a second
Can't stall destiny, halt what's meant to be
No protection we, all get reckoned the
Cause of death will be 47
Most people went to bed and they simply never woke
Take solace in the knowledge that your death will be bespoke
Hand crafted, all wrapped up in leather as you choke
Every execution executed excellently so
Any single person could be 47 lurking
He could be working in Burger King
Strychnine in your onion rings, snuffing out your underlings
'Fore you get to wondering, you'll be bloodied
Stuffed into a cupboard in your underthings
The last creak as you stand beneath the chandelier
It's the gas leak when you're candlelit for atmosphere
It's the last beat as your heart receives the formula
The red streak when the beam hits your cornea
The mouth feel of your unintended last meal
The weapon test where you forgot to check the blast seals
The sunset as your body's doing cartwheels
Straight over the edge of a ledge or it's the hard steel
Scraping on your ribs as you shiver and expire
It's the first red fleck on your impeccable attire
It's your throat torn to shreds as you're dying to respire
As your fingernails are fighting against the tightening of the wire
It's a second to forgive, it's a second to forget
Every second you have lived for this second of regret
Every second is a gift so be careful how you spend
'Cause the second that you've met him is the second that it ends
