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Lyrics
[Verse]
Strolling past the gates iron
Rusting cold like my heart used to be
Nobody knows what waits on the other side
Darkness sure is fine
[Prechorus]
Living folks all act so strange
But I don't mind the change
[Chorus]
My friends are underground
Down where its quiet
No sound
My friends are underground
[Verse 2]
Sun sinking low
Shadows getting long I can see
Headstones everywhere
Each one a sad song
[Prechorus]
Living folks all act so strange
But I don't mind the change
[Chorus]
My friends are underground
Down where its quiet
No sound
My friends are underground
Details
GeneratedSep 26, 2025
Duration2:48
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, grunge, heavy guitars distorted bass male vocals
Credits
Prompt by
LunarOutput334
LunarOutput334ModelAria v4
Prompt
Grunge-rock about walking through the graveyard and everyone there is your friend because you get along with the dead more than the living
