Coffin Nails
Black wood beneath the ground
Dirt is covering my eyes
There's no way to get out
Blinded by the dark of night
Blood is pumping through my veins
Ice is torturing my spine
What a soul and heartless place
I'm lost in time and space
Rusty nails, rusty nails
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
In thy coffin, in thy
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
In thy coffin, in thy
Cold mud upon my hands
A foul stench fills my nose
God is judging I'm a sinner
A last breath that I hold
Fog is crawling up my ankles
No heartbeat but my own
Fear and death have me surrounded
Black wood beneath the ground
Rusty nails, rusty nails
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
In thy coffin, in thy
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
In thy coffin, in thy
Die
In my whole life
I've fertilized the grocery stores
Sold some nickels and dimes
Busted open a stamp machine
Stole a few automobiles
And cashed a couple checks
I'm a petty car thief
I've been with prostitutes and bums and winos
And all my life the street is my world
I don't, I don't pretend to go uptown and be anything fancy
I can, but I find more real in the world that I'm in then I do tinsel
And real world is the one I have to deal with every day
Believe me, if I started murdering people
It'd be none of you left
Dirt is covering my eyes
There's no way to get out
Blinded by the dark of night
Blood is pumping through my veins
Ice is torturing my spine
What a soul and heartless place
I'm lost in time and space
Rusty nails, rusty nails
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
In thy coffin, in thy
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
In thy coffin, in thy
Cold mud upon my hands
A foul stench fills my nose
God is judging I'm a sinner
A last breath that I hold
Fog is crawling up my ankles
No heartbeat but my own
Fear and death have me surrounded
Black wood beneath the ground
Rusty nails, rusty nails
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
In thy coffin, in thy
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy coffin
In thy coffin, in thy
Die
In my whole life
I've fertilized the grocery stores
Sold some nickels and dimes
Busted open a stamp machine
Stole a few automobiles
And cashed a couple checks
I'm a petty car thief
I've been with prostitutes and bums and winos
And all my life the street is my world
I don't, I don't pretend to go uptown and be anything fancy
I can, but I find more real in the world that I'm in then I do tinsel
And real world is the one I have to deal with every day
Believe me, if I started murdering people
It'd be none of you left
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