Casket

Laying in this casket, buried deep under Dark skies; raging with lightning and thunder There’s no coming back, I’m staying under Time to waste now, just idling my time In my right hand I’m turning my last dime Gone to soon, I’m still in my prime Laying in this casket, buried deep under Dark skies; raging with lightning and thunder There’s no coming back, I’m staying under Days and nights thinking of a life I could’ve had If only I had stayed good and never gone bad Plenty of time to think about it, no point in being sad Laying in this casket, buried deep under Dark skies; raging with lightning and thunder There’s no coming back, I’m staying under The stench in here is rotten: I could do with some fresh air If I ever get my life back, I will do better next time, I swear I continue to recite and repeat my forever wishful prayer Laying in this casket, buried deep under Dark skies; raging with lightning and thunder There’s no coming back, I’m staying under Laying in this casket, buried deep under Dark skies; raging with lightning and thunder There’s no coming back, I’m staying under