Buried Alive

Waking up, I can barely breathe
Looking around, I can't even see.
I move around, but something is there
Confined, is this really happening to me?

I feel like I'm suffocating, coughing in dust
I feel around me, there is only wood.
I kick and claw at the fortress around me
I scream and cry, but it is no good.

I met this guy and gave him a ride and
Shows me how kind he is in all this blunder.
Thanks to him I don't know where I am
Or whether I am two or six feet under.

I have a lighter, but it isn't much use
It looks like to me I'm buried in my grave.
I can smell a foul odor, something sick
I take a deep breath, I have to be brave.

Looking around, I feel something bony
I fear I'm buried with someone long dead.
Muffling my screams, I try not to panic
But I can't shake these feelings of total dread.

My will to try and not panic is fading away now
I close my eyes real tight and pray this is a dream.
I scream and scream and jolt up in my cozy bed
Drenched in sweat, I look around my room and beam.