Six feet under

It feels good here, six feet under
And I still wait and wonder
How could I stay there all the time

In my grave it’s warm and cozy
It’s safe, no one disturbs me
I feel fine until the end of time

In some nights I think of lifetime
Sunlight and how the Stars shine
Bit by bit I forget ‘bout it

But I guess I’m feeling happy
Unstressed and sometimes sappy
On my own here on my wooden throne

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