All this is is another line,
All I have is another fine.
I don’t want this, not anymore,
My mind is tired my body sore.
all alone in bed I'll lay.
So  I don’t want my fate today,
It has dealt me a bad hand,
It has screamed to me I cant.
I can't exist and I won't live here,
I will need pills, **** and beer.
I will have the need to this sedation,
for I am gods worthless creation.