Lyrics You Are the Coffin - Flatsound

You Are the Coffin

I am doing just fine, thank you
I know how much you like to keep in touch
So you can talk about it
And you said «Who was that?
Who were you talking to?»
Is that the reason you’re too scared to go downtown
And talk about it?
She said, «It's my own body, I did what I wanted
Ever since God made me bleed.»
He is a pedophile, you are the coffin
And you’re the reason that I can’t breathe
I’ll sleep inside of your chest
And fight those thoughts in your head
Some say we should take a rest
I think I’d rather be dead
Her own body, she did what she wanted
Ever since God made her bleed
If he’s a pedophile, you are a monster
And you’re the reason that I can’t sleep