Inside This Coffin - Calabrese

Your parents hate us now

And we don’t really care

We still leave the house when midnight calls

They’ll never understand

The power that we hold

Spirits in our stereo

Inside this coffin Oh Ohh Ohh

Inside this coffin made for two

Inside this coffin Oh Ohh Ohh

I will be waiting here for you

We’re eternally damned

And that’s the way it’ll be

Our lungs pull with each and every breath

It’s the fashion of death

Where ghosts place their bets

Each night is different

Inside this coffin Oh Ohh Ohh

Inside this coffin made for two

Inside this coffin Oh Ohh Ohh

I will be waiting here for you

(This girl was buried in a nearby cemetery yesterday

Only a few hours ago her body was stolen.)

Inside this coffin Oh Ohh Ohh

Inside this coffin made for two

Inside this coffin Oh Ohh Ohh

I will be waiting here for you

Inside this coffin Oh Ohhhh

Inside this coffin made for two

Inside this coffin Oh Ohhhh

I will be waiting here for you