If I played dead behind closed doors would you listen in
Heard death rattles behind pine planks
It's just a simulation I was shooting blanks
Body hot, take inventory
Cripple in a cot, lower me
Death me
Autopsy
Coffin me
Lower me
Bury me
You nailed your life to me, no escaping what I'm fused to
I'm not any rarity
You have someone else to give love to don't you
Searching for sedation
I might die before I place and
I'm afraid of this heads basement
I'm not sure I can survive until tomorrow
I need help now
I need you before my life goes down
I need you before I force myself to drown
Dear lord please help me now
I walked into the street at age 15
Became attached to someone at 17
It's clear to see I still know nothing
Mother I feel I've let you down
Father I feel like I could drown
Sister is there quicksand on this dry ground
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If I played dead behind closed doors would you listen in
Heard death rattles behind pine planks
It's just a simulation I was shooting blanks
Body hot, take inventory
Cripple in a cot, lower me
Death me
Autopsy
Coffin me
Lower me
Bury me
You nailed your life to me, no escaping what I'm fused to
I'm not any rarity
You have someone else to give love to don't you
Searching for sedation
I might die before I place and
I'm afraid of this heads basement
I'm not sure I can survive until tomorrow
I need help now
I need you before my life goes down
I need you before I force myself to drown
Dear lord please help me now
I walked into the street at age 15
Became attached to someone at 17
It's clear to see I still know nothing
Mother I feel I've let you down
Father I feel like I could drown
Sister is there quicksand on this dry ground
Heard death rattles behind pine planks
It's just a simulation I was shooting blanks
Body hot, take inventory
Cripple in a cot, lower me
Death me
Autopsy
Coffin me
Lower me
Bury me
You nailed your life to me, no escaping what I'm fused to
I'm not any rarity
You have someone else to give love to don't you
Searching for sedation
I might die before I place and
I'm afraid of this heads basement
I'm not sure I can survive until tomorrow
I need help now
I need you before my life goes down
I need you before I force myself to drown
Dear lord please help me now
I walked into the street at age 15
Became attached to someone at 17
It's clear to see I still know nothing
Mother I feel I've let you down
Father I feel like I could drown
Sister is there quicksand on this dry ground
Writer: Abram Jones
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