Pet Semetary

Pet Semetary
Waking up in the box at six am in the mornin'
I'm six feet deep in the sematary where they bury me
Moaning in pain
I'm kicking the box until I break the f*** out and I'm swimming through the dirt with my brain exposed
I got revenge to seek out and I finally get my hands up on the ground and pull myself up
And now all I see around me is the living dead now woken up
We stumble across the ground and through the fog
You can see us, see us
The SCHEMAPOSSE
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