D.I.R.T. (Dead In Record Time)
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[With all the “I Remember When-” crying…]
[Saying “GOODBYE” is harder than Dying!!!]
[*Gasp*]
That Puppet who Refuses to sing… (TA!!! DA!!!)
In a puddle of my own juicy things (TA!!! DA!!!)
Though my guts are so gone (…Cutting my-STRINGS…)
THE SHOW MUST GO ON!!! (CUTTING MY STRINGS!!!)
It goes so well with my NEW RED Dress!…
So NOW you want me to FUCKING STOP?!
Oh… Am I making a MESS?!… (Ooooooh…)
Than go get a FUCKING MOP. (Aaaaaah!!!)
[“He seemed so happy…”]
Mortician Bed-Bugs bitin’ my mincemeat… (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!)
YOU WEREN’T INVITED!…Oh… So sweet… (Oooooooooooooh!!)
A Gift more pleasant than YOUR PILLS IN ME! (Aaaaaaaah!!!)
A Bouquet, to say “Sorry” FOR KILLING ME!!! (Oooooooh!!!!)
Stitches through my NOSE- To lock the LIFE out…
Stitches through my EARS- To lock out the LIES…
Stitches over my EYES- To lock the LIGHT out…
Stitches over my MOUTH- To lock IN the LIES…
[“………………”]
Mortician Bed-Bugs bitin’ my mincemeat… (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!)
YOU WEREN’T INVITED!…Oh… So sweet… (Oooooooooooooh!!)
A Gift more pleasant than YOUR PILLS IN ME! (Aaaaaaaah!!!)
A Bouquet, to say “Sorry” FOR KILLING ME!!! (Oooooooh!!!!)
At the CELEBRATION… Looking my very best! (“GASP”)
Laying in a casket… While they say their farewell…
Came in late an like usual… Casually Dressed. (“GASP”)
“HOW RUDE! I’m so glad he’s down there in hell!!!”
At my own funeral but SHIT!!!- I FORGOT A SPEECH!!!
“Um…Someday I may be gone…But my Casket won’t!”
Left For Dead- With the shovel out of reach… (OOOH.)
…THE SHOW MUST GO ON!!!…Even if I don’t. (BOO!!!)
Funeral Bed-Bugs bitin’ my mincemeat… (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!)
YOU WEREN’T INVITED!…Oh, so sweet… (Ooooooooooooh!!)
A Gift more pleasant than YOUR PILLS IN ME! (Aaaaaaaah!!!)
A Bouquet, to say “Sorry” FOR KILLING ME!!! (Oooooooh!!!!)
[“He had been acting strange lately”…]
Oooooooooooooooooooh… (Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…)
I’m falling… An they’re all just laughing away… (Ohhhhh-)
Oooooooooooooooooooh… (Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…)
Is this really a nightmare, or am I just awake?… (Ohhhhh.)
Funeral Bed-Bugs bitin’ my mincemeat… (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!)
YOU WEREN’T INVITED!…Oh, so sweet… (Ooooooooooooh!!)
A Gift more pleasant than YOUR PILLS IN ME! (Aaaaaaaah!!!)
A Bouquet, to say “Sorry” FOR KILLING ME!!! (Oooooooh!!!!)
BURIED ALIVE!!! BURIED ALIVE!!!
“He was claustrophobic”…And the air is getting SO THICK…
BURIED ALIVE!!! BURIED ALIVE!!!
“He was afraid of the dark”…And has got no flashlight, no candle, NO WICK…
BURIED ALIVE!!!! (LA! LA! LA! LA!)
“He was afraid of heights” -IS deep enough to tune-out the Crickets tonight…
BURIED ALIVE!!! (LA! LA! LA! LA.-)
“He was paranoid…”… … …AND WAS ALWAYS RIGHT!!!!!!!!!
[Don’t stare at me, I’ve gone mad… So what does it say?…]
[-That I’m buried alive… And Digging… The Wrong way…]
[*Gasp*]
Burial Bed-Bugs biting my mincemeat… (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!)
YOU WEREN’T INVITED! -Oh, so sweet… (Ooooooooooooh!!)
A Gift more pleasant than YOUR PILLS IN ME! (Aaaaaaaah!!!)
A Bouquet, to say “Sorry” FOR KILLING ME!!! (Oooooooh!!!!)
… I’m MEANT to always arrive, JUST too late…
Without any escape… Nothing to do but wait…
Fell into a life… I’ve been DAMNED TO HATE!!!
In my Own Personal Hell… STUCK IN A FATE!!!
[“………………”]
Mortician Bed-Bugs bitin’ my mincemeat… (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!)
YOU WEREN’T INVITED!…Oh… So sweet… (Oooooooooooooh!!)
A Gift more pleasant than YOUR PILLS IN ME! (Aaaaaaaah!!!)
A Bouquet, to say “Sorry” FOR KILLING ME!!! (Oooooooh!!!!)
[“Sorry”]
