Testo Yes, Probably

I awake to find my dreams have spilled into reality.
Bury me six feet beneath your bed and try to sleep.
As you know so well, my heart was still beating.

Cut me, cut me, cut me open, and see what's inside.
I'm falling, falling into the dark when you're not by my side.
Either set me free, or seal my casket so tightly that,
Even the strongest heart can't beat through.
I'm alone, it's freezing cold. Your whispering is getting old.
Carry me off to my grave, you said "I'm losing me."
Please let me go you said "My heart, it's still beating."

Cut me, cut me, cut me open, and see what's inside.
I'm falling, falling into the dark when you're not by my side.
Either set me free, or seal my casket so tightly that,
Even the strongest heart can't beat through.