Count the minutes, hours seem like days Pass the time by plotting out your grave You're in my sights, in all my thoughts I fantasize about the odor when your body rots Day and night I follow you, I know your path around the town Tonight's the night I put your body six feet underneath the ground Come so close, oh, how we've met I shook your hand, could smell your breath I've seen you come, I've seen you go Final resting place is somewhere no one ever goes