Death

Don’t you know I want to commit suicide

I want to be gone, this is far as I can go

Sick of your bullshit and lies. Let’s just end this dark ride

I can see right through your tasteless act, you know

 

Give me a sharp knife or some pills

I’m willing to die, I am willing to go to death

I am ready to soar over the beautiful hills

I can’t wait for my last painless breath

 

Leaving my pain, leaving my miserable soul

I want to be free to escape already.

This story is getting fucking old, I am going to make a dark hole.

I just want to cut my pale wrists, slowly and steady