I don't want to **** myself today
I don't know if I want to be happy
I feel nothing but tired
I feel at least something when I suffer

I dragged all of you with me
Welcome to my sick ride
You will feel guilty
When I will die

I'm sorry
There was a time for okay
This is the time for okay
I will **** myself and that's okay
You will move on and that's okay
You will all thrive and that's okay
You will all move on and that's okay
You will be okay
I'm sorry

"How are you?"
Oh how I dread this question
I will reply: I'm still alive, you?
I will reply: I'm still breathing
But in reality
I'm barely with my eyes seeing

It's sunny up there
Up above the clouds
Maybe this is where
I will settle on a soft mound

It's peaceful up there
Beautiful blue sky
No rain like here
To live there'd be nice

It's where I want to go to
No sadness like I experience
I know what I must do
Maybe heaven will make the difference

Too tired for anything
Too tired to get myself a drink
Too tired of looking at my horrid self
Too tired to get up from bed another day

Got a birthday to celebrate
Got a match to go to
Got a school to end
Got a job to do
Got a competition to compete
Got a life to live
But that won't stop me
But I can't let that stop me from reaching my goal
But I can't let that stop me from killing myself