i dont remember the day i began despising my existence  
i do know i showed little resistance  
bidding adieu to the remnants of my innocence  
knowing my farewell wasn't a coincidence  
  
cause i want to feel a bullet make its way to my brain  
i want my limbs to blacken, lying broken, in freezing snowy-rain  
i just want the pleasure of peace after pain  
i need no funeral or name  
  
let my weary body rot it the spot it was lain  
cause all in all, it's all the same  
people may drown or burst into flames  
yet everyone leaves just like they came  
  
when my head hangs high up some sweetgum tree  
and my body dangles lifelessly-then ill be free  
so please let be whatever's left of me  
as my blood will water the sweetgum seeds