I Got

In the night where I live
 There's strange force in your kiss, oh
 All's divine in desire
 With an ire of philosophy
 Burning scrolls in the naked heat
 Oh, how coy is your little boy, no!
 'Cause I know it don't read that well, yeah
 I got (I got) buried (buried)
 No, it won't be long, before I rise in
 I got (I got) buried (buried)
 No, it won't be long, yeah
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 In the night where I live
 Your children sway, they fuel the kitch'
 Raise their glass to soviet cries in the ward
 And in shadows
 Outright, in times of old
 Fumes are falling, smell them burn
 Like always, yes, always
 Now here!
 'Cause I know it don't read that well
 And I know only time will tell, me
 I got (I got) buried (buried)
 No, it won't be long before I rise in
 I got (I got) buried (buried)
 No, it won't be long before I rise in song
 And I know it don't read that well! Yeah!
 I got (I got) buried (buried)
 No, it won't be long, before I rise in
 I got (I got), oh, buried (buried)
 Oh, no
 'Cause I know I got you!