[The Ballad of Jane Doe pt. 1]

[JANE]
Some might say we're released
Pushing daisies, deceased
But we all know the worms must be fed
There's just one lingering fear
Oh my soul, is it here?
Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?

Oh my soul, oh my soul
Oh my soul, oh my soul
Ooh, ooh
Ahh

Oh no soul, and no name
And no story, what a shame
Cruel existence was only a sham
Oh Saint Peter, let me in
You must know where I've been
Won't you tell me at last who I am?

Who I am, who I am
Who I am, who I am
Ooh, ooh
Ahh
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