Double Grave
Well it's lonely here, in our double grave
And it's just like her, to take her time
So I lie alone, and I count the days
Until we hear her funeral bell chime
Nobody said that when you die half your heart remains
So I'll drum the hours by, singing Auld Lang Syne
And I know I should be glad, she has the time she has
But it's lonely here, in our double grave
All the worms that squirm, & the creepy crawls
Provide me conversation through the walls
Please don't get me wrong; it's quite nice in here
But my bones haven't had a rattle in years
Nobody said when you die half your heart remains
So I'll drum the hours by, singing Auld Lang Syne
And I know I should be glad, she has the time she has
But it's lonely here, in our double grave
I remember well, her pretty face
When we chose our final resting place
Side by side we'd be till the end of days
But she's living large while I'm left to decay
Nobody said when you die half your heart remains
So I'll drum the hours by, singing Auld Lang Syne
And I know I should be glad, she has the time she has
But it's lonely here, in our double grave
But it's lonely here, in our double grave
And it's just like her, to take her time
So I lie alone, and I count the days
Until we hear her funeral bell chime
Nobody said that when you die half your heart remains
So I'll drum the hours by, singing Auld Lang Syne
And I know I should be glad, she has the time she has
But it's lonely here, in our double grave
All the worms that squirm, & the creepy crawls
Provide me conversation through the walls
Please don't get me wrong; it's quite nice in here
But my bones haven't had a rattle in years
Nobody said when you die half your heart remains
So I'll drum the hours by, singing Auld Lang Syne
And I know I should be glad, she has the time she has
But it's lonely here, in our double grave
I remember well, her pretty face
When we chose our final resting place
Side by side we'd be till the end of days
But she's living large while I'm left to decay
Nobody said when you die half your heart remains
So I'll drum the hours by, singing Auld Lang Syne
And I know I should be glad, she has the time she has
But it's lonely here, in our double grave
But it's lonely here, in our double grave
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Writer(s): Zach White
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