I wake up alone
But I'm not at home
Dark as a funeral
Cold as a stone
Cold as a stone
I hear talking
But can't make out the words
I can't even recognize the voices that I heard
Something is wrong
Voices becoming clearer
I can hear what they're saying
My family crying and praying
I should have listened
To what they all said
Looking down I see
It's me who is dead
Cold as a stone
Cold as a stone