You shot the cancer into me
The depression took over my body
Like the cold took over your heart
They made you like this
Your Messiahs
Singing with you
In your choir of angst
Will she die for you like I did?
Take your orders
Yell at me, Maynard!
Become your fate!
Become 27!
Your 10,000 days mean nothing to you
Wasting them away without me
Feb 4, 2013
Feb 4, 2013 at 8:55 PM UTC
You shot the cancer into me
The depression took over my body
Like the cold took over your heart
They made you like this
Your Messiahs
Singing with you
In your choir of angst
Will she die for you like I did?
Take your orders
Yell at me, Maynard!
Become your fate!
Become 27!
Your 10,000 days mean nothing to you
Wasting them away without me
