Life in a Cemetery

Verse 1:
There’s dirt on my face from the sins I’ve committed
And from digging up these skulls and bones
Not even a doctor could save these souls that died before me
They dug their grave, now I dig my own

Chorus:
I’m working the graveyard shift
Praying to be buried
One mistake is a sentence
To life in a cemetery

Verse 2:
Lowering the coffin into the hole
Pulling the weeds where it’s overgrown
She must have killed these dead bodies too
We were only used for our tombstones

Chorus:
I’m working the graveyard shift
Praying to be buried
One mistake is a sentence
To life in a cemetery

Verse 3:
I’m like a magic act swallowing knives
Save me from Jeffrey Dahmer taking lives
I need to lie down, I already made my bed
They say once you kill yourself you’re always dead
Flowers shrivel when they have to grow through rocks
Your time is up, can’t you hear the clock
Ninety three to two oh ten on the grave marker
Kill the lights, it only works when it’s darker
Doctor, doctor, people need to be saved
You’re like a bank robber, robbing graves
I guess it’s time for me to join all these corpses
Aint nobody ever heard a lesson so morbid
Join the pits amongst everyone else
Give me enough rope, I will hang myself
Until my body is dead and gone
The grave robber marks her next victim

Chorus:
I’m working the graveyard shift
Praying to be buried
One mistake is a sentence
To life in a cemetery

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Chorus:
I’m working the graveyard shift
Praying to be buried
One mistake is a sentence
To life in a cemetery