Death seems inevitable
Why was I born
Just to wither the **** away
All hope has vanished
It has gone away like the tide
Here alone I sit and ponder
The questions about my life
I have lied to get your attention
I have lied to get your approval
But in the end it doesn't really matter
Because eventually we all are going to ******* die
Should I stop with the *******
And live my life with some principles
Holding onto the belief everything will be alright
Or should I say **** it and let the darkness win
Caging my heart in the blackness of the night
Letting the devil inside this soul of mine
Selling it of course for a **** and some wine