Deep underground, hidden in a coffin, is where a corpse belongs.
Now I know why you’re so cold everyday and every night deep inside your restless body you hold your secret. It’s a secret you can’t tell, it’s a secret you can’t handle although it’s about you. You hide this everyday thinking you can get away but now you’re running away with everything that you don’t fear. You’re running away from your life. So don’t bother me from your safe haven deep underground, hidden in a coffin, where a corpse belongs.