Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by carbon monoxide perfume, Jun 10, 2007.

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  1. I'm not scared to die,
    I'm a little bit scared of what comes after...
    Do I get the gold chariot?
    Do I float through the ceiling?

    Well, Jesus Christ, I'm alone again
    So what did you do those three days you were dead?
    Cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend.

    Before you put my body in the cold ground,
    Take some time to warm it with your hand,
    Before it's coming to an end,

    I know you're coming in the night like a thief
    But I've had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique
    I know you think that I'm someone you can trust
    But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to nail you back up
  2. Thats Brand new some of there lyrics!
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