You were laying on the carpet like you're satin in a coffin. You said, "Do you believe what you're sayin'?" Yeah right now, but not that often. Are you dead or are you sleepin'? Are you dead or are you sleepin'? Are you dead or are you sleepin'? God I sure hope you are dead. Well you disappeared so often like you dissolved into coffee. Are you here right now or are there probably fossils under your meat? Are you dead or are you sleepin'? Are you dead or are you sleepin'? Are you dead or are you sleepin'? God I sure hope you are dead. Now the blow's been softened, since the air we breathe's our coffin. Well now the blow's been softened, since the ocean is our coffin. Often times you know our laughter is your coffin ever after. And you know the blow's been softened, since the world is our coffin. Well now the blow's been softened since we are our own damn coffins. Well everybody's talkin' about their short lists. Everybody's talkin' about death. You were laying on the carpet like you're satin in a coffin. You said, "Do you believe what you're sayin'?" Yeah right now, but not that often. Are you dead or are you sleepin'? Are you dead or are you sleepin'? Are you dead or are you sleepin'? God, I sure hope you are dead.
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