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Half Buried
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Song Lyrics Living, breathing, now in today.
I'm not the only fuck who's ever sat there and prayed,
For a better life, a better day, or a new beginning.
And yet I was knocked out before the second inning.
You sat there with your shovel just piling up the earth,
But what you didn't know is that the soul had a way to give birth,
And out comes a person, even stronger than before.
Yeah the bitch is back, and she's begging for more.
My lyrics down, my music out, but only 3 feet under,
I came back and now I'm fucking even louder than thunder.
Next time you take me down, make sure that I'm dead.
Or I'll just keep coming back to fucking bash in your head.
Hell no, that's not a threat, just a simple little pledge.
Like the promise I got from you that sent me to the edge,
So what? You decided to push me off, and let me down with a crash.
So now I'm digging out of my grave only to kick your fucking ass.
Ding! Here comes round two, and I do believe that I'm winning.
And looky here, we're both back at the beginning.
I see the fear in your eyes, as you look at my dead body,
A tangled mess of maggots and rotten flesh, and yet I'm still the same hottie.
And when I knock your ass out, I'll make sure that I cremate,
Your body so as not to make the same mistake that you made.
And the next time anyone wants to take me out in a hurry,
Just make sure you toss the shovel and don't leave me half buried.
-Morbid Seraphim
