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No Cemetery Man Video (MV)




Performed By: Anomie Autonomie
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Anomie Fatale




Anomie Autonomie - No Cemetery Man Lyrics




Valentine's
Eighteen times
I've cringed thinking about it
It wasn't about you
It was an awful school
You couldn't talk to girls
Like I was

You wouldn't give me the chance
To have a boy and girl dance
You took me there to dance with another

I cut your head off once
I cut your head off twice
Hopped on prerogatives
Trying to cage the fight
No Cemetery Man
Don't wanna dig into
One day
My grave
Can spit on you

You never knew
What I went through
After that night
My life took flight
And I embraced my tastes
And erased my face
A shy-contorted
Shadow-dysmorphic
'Till I found the rest of myself
Who put me up on a shelf
Looking down at the past to laugh

I cut your head off once
I cut your head off twice
Hopped on prerogatives
Trying to cage the fight
No Cemetery Man
Don't wanna dig into
One day
My grave
Can spit on you

You came to the
Hospital to see
It felt like I was dying
But it wasn't about me
I wasn't the one who died
That you never got to say goodbye
Like I did
Well you got me through
That I will give you
But I won't give into your chains
And threats for affection
The tables have not just turned
They've flipped over and burned
And I am leaving
I hope I've helped you learn

I cut your head off once
I cut your head off twice
Hopped on prerogatives
Trying to cage the fight
No Cemetery Man
Don't wanna dig into
One day
My grave
(Can spit on you)
Can fly up high
And steal your wife
We'll drink some wine
And feel alright
It can free her from her tomb
Of being with you
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Valentine's
Eighteen times
I've cringed thinking about it
It wasn't about you
It was an awful school
You couldn't talk to girls
Like I was

You wouldn't give me the chance
To have a boy and girl dance
You took me there to dance with another

I cut your head off once
I cut your head off twice
Hopped on prerogatives
Trying to cage the fight
No Cemetery Man
Don't wanna dig into
One day
My grave
Can spit on you

You never knew
What I went through
After that night
My life took flight
And I embraced my tastes
And erased my face
A shy-contorted
Shadow-dysmorphic
'Till I found the rest of myself
Who put me up on a shelf
Looking down at the past to laugh

I cut your head off once
I cut your head off twice
Hopped on prerogatives
Trying to cage the fight
No Cemetery Man
Don't wanna dig into
One day
My grave
Can spit on you

You came to the
Hospital to see
It felt like I was dying
But it wasn't about me
I wasn't the one who died
That you never got to say goodbye
Like I did
Well you got me through
That I will give you
But I won't give into your chains
And threats for affection
The tables have not just turned
They've flipped over and burned
And I am leaving
I hope I've helped you learn

I cut your head off once
I cut your head off twice
Hopped on prerogatives
Trying to cage the fight
No Cemetery Man
Don't wanna dig into
One day
My grave
(Can spit on you)
Can fly up high
And steal your wife
We'll drink some wine
And feel alright
It can free her from her tomb
Of being with you
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Writer: Anomie Fatale
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