| Opened my eyes, mud in my mouth
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| A smell I despise, I’m in the ground
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| (Bridge)
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| I’m inside a box of wood surrounding me
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| My god I’m dead but I see yet
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| Dead and buried
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| Thoughts in my head but I am dead
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| Dead and buried
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| My skin feeling decayed
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| All hope’s starting to fade
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| My body’s freezing cold
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| I scratch my nails, it’s mold
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| I’m thinking clear, but still I’m dead
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| Why am I here, worms in my head
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| But I believe that I’m alive
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| But I don’t breathe, just let me die
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| Deep in the ground, dried blood in vein
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| I am a earthbound, I am decayed
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| I feel the panic, coming over me
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| I’m dead and buried, I’m doomed to the grave
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| Dead and buried
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| Doomed to be buried beneath
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| Dead and alive, death I defined
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| (Bridge)
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| I’m inside a box of wood surrounding me
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| My god I’m dead but I see yet
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| Dead and buried
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| Thoughts in my head but I am dead
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| Dead and buried |