waking up like the dead from a tomb
skin that feels ancient
dragging itself across the floor
hand to the graveyard door
turn the knob and down the stairs
head filled with secrets too doomed to share
just keep it locked tight inside the chest
only one has the key, none of the rest
spend hours lifeless inside of this hole
trying to find those days where you can find your soul
yet it doesnt really seem impossible
but the price is going up for fossil fuel
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