Stop the world from spinning; I want to get off. This life of mine is moving way too fast and I have had enough. I’ve done all I could and what have I got? A broken heart, a broken mind and I never did finish writing that book.
Love is a stain on an otherwise ordinary life; My life is a stain on an extraordinary planet. Greatness falls and shame and pity will not apologise; I could have done it all, but now I have been left damaged.
I'm sat here in my favourite chair, smoking my life away; I’m stood here looking out a window, wondering where it all went. I’m torn asunder; it rains, it thunders, But still I cannot find a reason to stay. Out into the blue, I drown in sorrow and there is nothing left.
One last time, I write one last line; I write one last line, one more time. One last line, just once again in time; Just one more time I will write my last line.