This body is an illusionary fluke
Where poison thorns had taken root
Let me choke in peace
Let me do it alone
Don't look me in the eye
Don't even dare pick up the phone
Don't call out my name
I don't want to hear pity in your tone
Let me go, don't move from your place
Any step closer and I'll quicken the pace
Forget your tools, I won't be fixed
This ending is forward
It wouldn't have a twist
So sleep now, I'll soon be gone
If my heart beats no more,
Then know that I am done
So done.