"Satin In A Coffin" lyrics
"Satin In A Coffin"
You were laying on the carpet
Like you're satin in a coffin
You said, "Do you believe what you're saying?"
Yeah, right now, but not that often
Are you dead or are you sleeping?
Are you dead or are you sleeping?
Are you dead or are you sleeping?
God, I sure hope you are dead
Well you disappeared so often
Like you dissolved into coffee
Are you here right now, or are there probably
Fossils under your meat?
Are you dead or are you sleeping?
Are you dead or are you sleeping?
Are you dead or are you sleeping?
God, I sure hope you are dead
Now the blow's been softened
Since the air we breathe's our coffin
Well, now the blow's been softened
Since the ocean is our coffin
Often times you know our laughter
Is your coffin ever after
And you know the blow's been softened
Since the world is our coffin
Well, now the blow's been softened
Since we are our own damn coffins
Well, everybody's talking about their short lists
Everybody's talking about death
You were laying on the carpet
Like you're satin in a coffin
You said, "Do you believe what you're saying?"
Yeah, right now, but not that often
Are you dead or are you sleeping?
Are you dead or are you sleeping?
Are you dead or are you sleeping?
God, I sure hope you are dead
Writer(s): Dann Michael Gallucci, Eric Judy, Tom Peter Peloso, Isaac K Brock
- AZLyrics
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- Modest Mouse Lyrics
album:
"Good News For People Who Love Bad News" (2004)
Horn Intro
Interlude (Milo)
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