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My civil unions relocated
From the bedroom to the kitchen
Three children
On the good ship Lost At Sea

Love my children
Even my husband
He commutes
Repetition in the city
Pays for perfection
Few indiscretions
None he’d own

Buried alive
I don’t believe in hereafter
Buried alive
Don’t close the lid I survived
Buried alive
More of this but just darker
Whatever happened, happened to me
Gone gone

Don’t say downturn
I’m in depression
Mortgage and pensions
Where’s the resurrection
Where’s my instinct
Underneath the ice rink
Set me free

I had passions
Used to party
Out at the weekend
Blow coke and ecstasy
Now it’s routine
Don’t get me started
In bed by ten

Buried alive
I don’t believe in hereafter
Buried alive
Don’t close the lid I survived
Buried alive
More of this but just darker
Whatever happened, happened
Gone gone gone

No self pity
Whatever happened
Happened to me

No self pity
Whatever happened
Happened to me

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