I began to float, up, away from my body, my brain's holding the grip of a giant vice It was all very good Floating higher and higher, a wonderful feeling..."
DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!
I'm watching closely just to see So I can rest in peace I put my face close, make sure you're not breathing You look so nice, your pretty dress Your painted skin can say the rest Until they bury you, I won't believe it
BREATHING! NOT BREATHING! BREATHING! NOT BREATHING!
How can it feel so right when it's so wrong? Now that you're dead, it's kinda turning me on You're not with Jesus Christ, you're just gone Now that you're dead, it's kinda turning me on
BREATHING! NOT BREATHING! BREATHING!
I see the nothing in your eyes Touch your skin, cold as ice I steal a kiss to make sure you're not breathing We picked you out a pretty cage Scribbled some bullshit on the grave Until they bury you I won't believe it
BREATHING! NOT BREATHING! BREATHING! NOT BREATHING!
How can it feel so right when it's so wrong? Now that you're dead, it's kinda turning me on You're not with Jesus Christ, you're just gone Now that you're dead, it's kinda turning me on
Life, as precious as it is, I've waited for this day I've waited for your death, for you to fade away As precious as it is, I've waited for this day I've waited for your death, for you to fade away As precious as it is, I've waited for this day I've waited for your death, for you to fade away As precious as it is, I've waited for this day I've waited for your death, for you to fade away
How can it feel so right when it's so wrong? Now that you're dead, it's kinda turning me on You're not with Jesus Christ, you're just gone Now that you're dead, it's kinda turning me on
How can it feel so right when it's so wrong? Now that you're dead, it's kinda turning me on You're not with Jesus Christ, you're just gone Now that you're dead, it's kinda turning me on
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