| They buried me here in the winter
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| To an iron box I checked in
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| I’ve never heard birds or seen daylight
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| And nothing will ever come in
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| I’m happy to lie here in darkness
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| Naked safe, undisturbed
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| Floating blind in water
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| In my little world of dirt
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| I live underground, born in a tank, on a day I remember
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| Buried alive, like a dog, late December
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| I think there was a sound from a battle
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| And once I heard somebody scream
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| Today a knock on the door
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| It was just another bad dream
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| They want to keep me secure here
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| From a world in chaos I’m safe
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| I’m better off down in my small crate
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| Protected by maggots and rats
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| I live underground, born in a tank, on a day I remember
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| Buried alive, like a dog, late December
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| I live underground, born in a tank, in the midst of nowhere
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| Buried alive, like a dog, I was dumped and left here |