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can't see my shadow anymore
My skin is never warm
My eyes eyes look dim, my face is pale
I wish that I could go to Hell
I wish that I could go to Hell
And sit down by the fire
If I ever see God's car
I swear I'll slash his tires
I died a long time ago
And I'm tired of bein' so cold
Hell would be much better
Than bein' a ghost
My skin is never warm
My eyes eyes look dim, my face is pale
I wish that I could go to Hell
I wish that I could go to Hell
And sit down by the fire
If I ever see God's car
I swear I'll slash his tires
I died a long time ago
And I'm tired of bein' so cold
Hell would be much better
Than bein' a ghost