A Corpse In My Bed
Embracing Eternal Love: A Corpse in My Bed
Lyrics
Is It Wrong To Have A Corpse In My Bed
Questioning the morality of having a corpse in the speaker's bed.
I Don't Think So, Even If She Is Dead
Expressing a lack of concern about the corpse being dead.
Is It Disturbing, Is It A Crime
Asking if it's disturbing or criminal to keep a corpse in the bed.
She's Been Expired For Quite Some Time
Stating that the corpse has been dead for a significant period.
Couldn't Let Her Repose Undergroud
Explaining the decision not to bury the corpse but to keep it above ground.
A Feast For Worms Inside Her Burial Mound
Describing the corpse's burial mound as a feast for worms.
Consecrated By The Powers Above
Indicating that the act of keeping the corpse is consecrated by higher powers.
We Fit Like A Severed Hand In Glove
Expressing a connection with the corpse, comparing it to a severed hand fitting into a glove.
My Only Complaint's The Perfume She Wears
Complaining about the unpleasant scent of the corpse's perfume.
A Mix Of Rancid Milk And Moldy Pears
Describing the scent as a mix of rancid milk and moldy pears.
I'm Just Scared, Don't Want To Be Alone
Admitting a fear of being alone, leading to the decision to keep the corpse company.
Even If She's Just Skin And Bone
Expressing a desire for companionship even with a decomposed body.
Her Skin Is Dry And Body Full Of Dust
Describing the physical state of the corpse's skin and body.
One Day I'm Afraid She Just Might Combust
Expressing a fear that the corpse might combust due to its condition.
I Could Never Think Of Leaving Her Side
Declaring an unwavering commitment to staying by the corpse's side.
Even Though It's Been Years Since She Died
Highlighting the significant time that has passed since the corpse's death.
My Only Complaint's The Perfume She Wears
Repeating the complaint about the unpleasant perfume of the corpse.
A Mix Of Rancid Milk And Moldy Pears
Reiterating the description of the scent as rancid milk and moldy pears.
I'm Just Scared, Don't Want To Be Alone
Reiterating the fear of being alone and the need for the corpse's company.
Even If She's Just Skin And Bone
Reaffirming the desire for companionship, even with a skeletal body.
Let Me Reiterate What Has Been Said
Restating the question about the morality of having a corpse in the bed.
Is It Really That Wrong To Have A Corpse In My Bed
Pondering whether it's truly wrong to have a corpse in the bed.
I'm Just Scared, Don't Want To Be Alone
Reiterating the fear of being alone and the importance of the corpse's presence.
Even If She's Just Skin And Bone
Affirming the desire for companionship, even if the corpse is reduced to skin and bone.
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