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Text: Dying Wish. Buried.

I've lived buried all my life
Waiting for a sign
To get to know you better
To see if you're divine.

Each and every promise
Is a hypocritical lie
Without seeing your real face
I just don't want to die.

R:
Years fly by with every minute
I am dead before I'm born.
I try to get out of my tomb
The struggle inside makes me torn.


I have lived forgotten
Since the thought entered my head
To beg for a beam of light,
New hope in the world of the Dead.

Each and every promise
You failed to keep
Made me stronger to believe
I'm the one to trust indeed.