| My family just couldn¹t wait, I should have seen it coming
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| What a nice conspiracy, what a nice surprise
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| But now it¹s all too late
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| I am six feet under, It¹s so very hard to breathe
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| My family they put me here, in a coffin made of glass
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| So I can see them in their glory or they can see me in my misery
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| They¹re standing all around my grave
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| Six feet under, I¹m in a coffin made of glass
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| Six feet under, It¹s so very hard to breathe
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| Solo: La Rocque
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| Six feet under, I¹m in a coffin made of glass
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| Six feet under, It¹s so very hard to breathe
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| My hands are turning blue while my nails are turning to Red
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| Solo: Simonsen
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| Looking up into faces of greed
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| I¹m sweating cold and white with fear
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| Sinister smiles … upon their lips
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| One of them is waving me goodbye
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| I am six feet under, It¹s so very hard to breathe
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| My lovely sister is laughing at me, I cannot hear but I can see
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| Now she is kicking soil into my face
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| I swear I will return to haunt her
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| Six feet under, I¹m in a coffin made of glass
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| Six feet under, It¹s so very hard to breathe
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| My face is turning blue while my eyes are turning to Red |