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Iï¸'m counting down the days until Iï¸ get to see your face again
If heaven exists
Please put me to sleep with your hypnosis
Because everyday that Iï¸'m awake
Iï¸ feel the clouds above my head
Iï¸'m welcoming death
What do you make of all this?
Am Iï¸ still haunted?
And what do you know that Iï¸ don't?
Why don't Iï¸ feel whole?
Wipe the dirt from my fingertips
And the sweat from my brow
Iï¸ can feel the cold creeping in
As they lower my body down
Wrapped in sheets
Separated flesh from bone
Father Iï¸'m coming home
What do you make of all this?
Am Iï¸ still haunted?
And what do you know that Iï¸ don't?
Why don't Iï¸ feel whole?
What do you make of all this?
Am Iï¸ still haunted?
And what do you know that Iï¸ don't?
Why don't Iï¸ feel whole?
What do you make of all this?
Am Iï¸ still haunted?
And what do you know that Iï¸ don't?
Why don't Iï¸ feel whole?