I should be more than dead in my new bed

but something happened with me, I'm not dead, I want to be free

come on, let me out, I start to scream and shout

but only the worms can hear my painful dying fear

I'm so alone in my new home

it's so dark and gloomy, but not very roomy

I don't feel good like I could



suspended animation, a bad situation

let me out!!!

some friends here I got, wait until I rot

they laugh because I must be a fine repast

I'm not so dead like my doctor said

so let me out before I stop to shout