| Your heart
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| You thought it stop beating for a while but it never did
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| Your lungs
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| Held your breath and thought it was your last
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| Closed your eyes and stepped into the casket
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| And closed the lid
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| But don’t start talking to angels yet
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| Can you still hear your heart beating
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| Listen cover your ears
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| A fathers heart burns and bleeds
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| More than you ever thought it would
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| I’m not here to tell you about a dying world
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| I’m here to tell you that you’re not dead yet
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| Because tonight I’m the grave robber
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| Taking you home
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| And I still feel it
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| Feel it from six feet under
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| Every heartbeat makes the ground shiver
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| It’s time my dear to wake up and smell fresh air and soil
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| As I break open the casket piece by piece by piece
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| Can you still hear your heart beating
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| Listen cover your ears
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| A fathers heart burns and bleeds
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| More than you ever thought it would
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| I’m not here to tell you about a dying world
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| I’m here to tell you that you’re not dead yet
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| Tonight I’m the grave robber
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| Taking you home
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| This is not an eclipse
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| You’re just underground
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| This is not an eclipse
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| I’m on my way down, grave robber
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| This is not an eclipse
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| You’re just underground
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| This is not an eclipse
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| I’m on my way down for you
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| This is not an eclipse
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| You’re just underground
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| This is not an eclipse
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| I’m on my way down for you
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| Can you still hear your heart beating
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| Listen cover your ears
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| A fathers heart burns and bleeds
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| More than you ever thought it would
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| I’m not here to tell you about a dying world
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| I’m here to tell you that you’re not dead yet
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| Tonight I’m the grave robber
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| Taking you home |