Buried Alive
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He's got a carcass in the basement,
He has a dead body in his basement.

and it's high time he found a replacement
He needs to find a new victim to replace the dead body.

It'll be just like a first date, but better
He enjoys the thrill of killing his victims and views it as a positive experience.

It's the farthest that he's been from
He's taking a risk by not following his usual careful process.

a careful process for a quick completion,
He usually takes a lot of care and time when killing his victims, but not this time.

cause the bomb's just a couple clicks from his suburb
He's aware that there's a bomb nearby that could go off at any time.

So he doesn't have to please her,
He doesn't care about pleasing his victim, only about killing her.

just apply a kitchen towel soaked with ether
He plans to use ether to knock out his victim before killing her.

and sit her upright in the last car she'll ride in,
He plans to place her in a car, upright, before killing her.

drag her inside bound with duct tape
He will use duct tape to bind his victim before killing her.

under his arm, like a baby or a pound cake,
He will carry his victim like a baby or a cake.

set the knives out, put the IV inside her
He will use a knife and an IV to kill his victim.

It's gone on and on and on and on and on and on and on
He has been killing for some time and it's become routine for him.

But he's dried out his eyes, as he's buried alive
He has become desensitized to killing and burying his victims.

all the girls that he's met every season
He has killed multiple women over the years.

Keeps a book, photographs, his victims in tact
He keeps a record of his kills in a book or with photographs.

so he can have a memory of it all
He wants to remember his kills and be able to look back on them.

But the world's bound to end in a minute or ten,
He believes that the end of the world is coming soon.

he knows routine's nothing but a shadow,
He realizes that his life of killing is meaningless in the grand scheme of things.

and pasted shots of his kills are pointless frills, oh no
His record of his kills is ultimately pointless.

Because the bomb's just a couple clicks from his suburb
The bomb is a constant reminder of the fragility of life.

It's his last night, so he slows down,
He knows this is his last kill and wants to savor it.

takes a breath, doesn't have to sweat the cops now
He's relieved that he won't have to worry about getting caught after this.

But the practice is soon to leave him exhausted,
Killing has taken a toll on him.

and when he wakes up she's above him,
He's drugged and his victim is now in control.

saying "Baby, let's go out enjoy the sunset -
His victim is trying to convince him to change his ways and enjoy the beauty in life.

It's the last time we'll get to enjoy it,
She's aware that the world is ending soon and wants to enjoy the moment.

and it's the farthest that we've been from
She's convincing him to break away from his usual violent routine and experience something new.

a careful process for a quick completion,
She's asking him to see life as more than just a series of quick kills.

because the bomb's just a couple clicks from our suburb
She's aware of the danger and wants to live in the moment before it's too late.

It's not atrocious, we'll be sleeping,
She's trying to convince him that dying peacefully in their sleep is not as bad as living a life of violence.

and the universe of course will end up weeping
The end of the world will be a sad event, but they can still find happiness in it.

on the staircase in the corner. So, sorry."
She apologizes for what she's about to do to him, but knows it's necessary.

So the carcass in the basement
He's back to thinking about his dead body in the basement.

became a whole lot more than a replacement
Killing has become more than just a way to replace his old victims.

It became just like a first date, but better
Killing is now the most thrilling and enjoyable thing in his life.

So he dries out his eyes, as he buries alive,
He's become numb to the horror of burying his victims.

this doomed world that has seen its last season
He views the world as already over and is only focused on his own violent desires.

And the book, photographs, his victims in tact,
His record of his kills is the only thing that keeps him going.

won't leave a single memory of it all
In the end, his killings will not matter and be forgotten.

Cause the world sees the end in a minute or ten,
He believes that the end of the world is imminent and his kills won't matter anymore.

and the routine's just a fucking shadow
He realizes that his life of killing has been empty and meaningless.

And all his shots of his kills were pointless frills, oh no
He finally realizes that his record of his kills was ultimately pointless and meaningless.