There's a cemetery deep below the sea
There this space is reserved for fools like me
Tried to kill myself at least a dozen times
But nothing seemed to turn out right
Now I'd rather wait a half a century
Soiling the bed all belligerent and wrinkly
Even when I go blind and lose my mind
Nothing seems to turn out right
Something's gotta turn out right
If you want then when we die
We'll ascend to some place way up high
At the gate they'll show you through
If they ask me I'm with you
You're in my body
You're, you're in my body
You're in my body
That's where I think about you
You're in my body
You're, you're in my body
You're in my body
That's where
There's no one who imagines like you
Still convinced there's somewhere that we go to
Not a first class trip to the abyss
Tell me do you still feel this?
Tell me do you still feel this?
As they drown in lakes of fire
I will call your name as I expire
The last thing that I'll do
I will tell them I'm with you
You're in my body
You're, you're in my body
You're in my body
That's where I think about you
You're in my body
You're, you're in my body
You're in my body
That's where
Falling asleep, asleep at the wheel
As I approach that cliff, I'm starting to feel
If you could wake me up with only your touch
I could die with you, life would be enough
Falling asleep, asleep at the wheel
As I approach that cliff, I'm starting to feel
If you could wake me up with only your touch
I could die with you, life would be enough
And I'll face the one who made
My disgusting heart from a lump of clay
Should he ask what got me through
If he asks me it was you
You're in my body
You're, you're in my body
You're in my body
That's where I think about you
You're in my body
You're, you're in my body
You're in my body
That's where I think about you
You're in my body
You're, you're in my body
You're in my body
That's where I think about you
Artist: Self
Artist: Senses Fail
Artist: Clifford T Ward
Artist: Angie Aparo