"Maybe I'm Dead" lyrics
Under six deep, never coming back
Always feeling stiff, I can never relax
Maybe I'm dead
I don't feel right
I don't feel I'm alive
So emotionless as if it's all dead inside
Numb to everything there's not a single sign of life
Left inside this little broken empty shell of mine
Rotting outside often I attract flies
Life's reflection appears cold in my dead eyes
Pulse gone, nothing left just a flat line
Swan song, last call it's the last time
Dying!
Over feeling numb
Something isn't right
Really do I ever really feel that I'm alive
See through my skeleton I never wanna rest in peace
Flyin' souls around me, crying [?]
Maybe I'm dead
Like there ain't no heaven, see
Dying
Under six feet
Dying
Never coming back
Dying
Always feeling stiff
Dying
I can never relax
Dying
See through my skeleton I never wanna rest in peace
Flyin' souls around me, crying
Maybe I'm dead
Like there ain't no heaven, see
Dead to the world like the living people hate me
Rather watch me die livestream than come and save me
They got all the money they can buy their way to heaven though
They don't wanna waste time or money on a juggalo
Dead to the world like the living people hate me
Rather watch me die livestream than come and save me
They got all the money they can buy their way to heaven though
They don't wanna waste time or money on a juggalo
Dying! Over feeling numb
Dying! Something isn't right
Dying! Really do I ever really feel that I'm alive
Dying! See through my skeleton I never wanna rest in peace
Dying! Flyin' souls around me, crying
Maybe I'm dead
Like there ain't no heaven, see
Dying
Under six deep
Dying
Never coming back
Dying
Always feeling stiff
Dying
I can never relax
Dying
See through my skeleton I never wanna rest in peace
Dying! Flyin' souls around me, crying
Maybe I'm dead
Like there ain't no heaven, see
"Pumpkin Boy wondered why he was labeled a sinner, and whether it is possible for someone of his caliber to get into heaven"
What's wrong, Pumpkin Boy
You're usually a shoo-in for the greatest ghoul
You all right, kid
Yeah, Reaper
It's just, do you know about heaven
Is it true we can't get in because we're sinners
(Hahahahaha!)
You're hitting me with all the hard shit tonight
Listen here, nobody's gonna let you into heaven anyway
I mean, look at you
You're not exactly what they call angel material
And why are you wasting my time with this anyway
Ah, shit, duty calls
All right, Reaper, I'll-I'll catch you around, I guess
Always feeling stiff, I can never relax
Maybe I'm dead
I don't feel right
I don't feel I'm alive
So emotionless as if it's all dead inside
Numb to everything there's not a single sign of life
Left inside this little broken empty shell of mine
Rotting outside often I attract flies
Life's reflection appears cold in my dead eyes
Pulse gone, nothing left just a flat line
Swan song, last call it's the last time
Dying!
Over feeling numb
Something isn't right
Really do I ever really feel that I'm alive
See through my skeleton I never wanna rest in peace
Flyin' souls around me, crying [?]
Maybe I'm dead
Like there ain't no heaven, see
Dying
Under six feet
Dying
Never coming back
Dying
Always feeling stiff
Dying
I can never relax
Dying
See through my skeleton I never wanna rest in peace
Flyin' souls around me, crying
Maybe I'm dead
Like there ain't no heaven, see
Dead to the world like the living people hate me
Rather watch me die livestream than come and save me
They got all the money they can buy their way to heaven though
They don't wanna waste time or money on a juggalo
Dead to the world like the living people hate me
Rather watch me die livestream than come and save me
They got all the money they can buy their way to heaven though
They don't wanna waste time or money on a juggalo
Dying! Over feeling numb
Dying! Something isn't right
Dying! Really do I ever really feel that I'm alive
Dying! See through my skeleton I never wanna rest in peace
Dying! Flyin' souls around me, crying
Maybe I'm dead
Like there ain't no heaven, see
Dying
Under six deep
Dying
Never coming back
Dying
Always feeling stiff
Dying
I can never relax
Dying
See through my skeleton I never wanna rest in peace
Dying! Flyin' souls around me, crying
Maybe I'm dead
Like there ain't no heaven, see
"Pumpkin Boy wondered why he was labeled a sinner, and whether it is possible for someone of his caliber to get into heaven"
What's wrong, Pumpkin Boy
You're usually a shoo-in for the greatest ghoul
You all right, kid
Yeah, Reaper
It's just, do you know about heaven
Is it true we can't get in because we're sinners
(Hahahahaha!)
You're hitting me with all the hard shit tonight
Listen here, nobody's gonna let you into heaven anyway
I mean, look at you
You're not exactly what they call angel material
And why are you wasting my time with this anyway
Ah, shit, duty calls
All right, Reaper, I'll-I'll catch you around, I guess
