Am C G Under the arc of a weather stain boards Am C G Ancient goblins, and warlords, Come out the ground, not making a sound, The smell of death is all around, Am F And the night when the cold wind blows C E G No one cares, nobody knows.
Am C G Dm I don´t want to be buried in a Pet Sematary Am C G F I don´t want to live my life again, I don´t want to be buried in a Pet Sematary I don´t want to live my life again.
Follow Victor to the sacred place This ain´t a dream, I can´t escape Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones, Spirits moaning among the tombstones, And the night, when the moon is bright, Someone cries, something ain´t right.
I don´t want to be buried in a Pet sematary I don´t want to live my life again, I don´t want to be buried in a Pet sematary I don´t want to live my life again.
The moon is full, the air is still, All of the sudden I feel a chain, Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away, Skeletons dance, I curse this day, And the night when the wolves cry out, Listen close and you can hear me shout.
I don´t want to be buried in a Pet Sematary I don´t want to live my life again, I don´t want to be buried in a Pet Sematary I don´t want to live my life again, oh, no, oh, no I don´t want to live my life again, oh, no, oh, oh I don´t want to live my life again, oh, no, no, no I don´t want to live my life again, oh, oh
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