i know i'm dying
dying just like all the rest
if you think i'm lying
lay your head upon my chest

i know i'm dying
but i refuse to do it quickly
i will forever fight the cancer
& hide the fact that i feel sickly

i'm dying, all the same
i've died, far too often
but i guess dying's just
not the same
without a body in a coffin

my tendons begin to break
my bones begin to soften
lord have mercy, for christ's sake
i'll go in a fit of coughing

i know i'm dying
could you please stop laughing
my voice has grown weak
could you please tell a doctor
what's happening?