Cold asleep in the night
Cold asleep in the day
Not snoring
Not breathing
In a box I lay
My eyes closed
My lips cold
My hands ice
Heart at a standstill
With lead in my head
I could be in the air
I could be underground
I could be walking on the land
Unseen
Unheard
Not living
Not loveing
Not hateing
I live dead
In a box