Why are these memories fading??
Why are my arms shaking??
Why is my head creating these ****** up images of me dead??

Why do I want to die??
Why do I always cry??
Why do I always lie??

I'm falling apart Like a broken piece of art. There's no stop to this blistering fate that I created.
This body I've marked with scars around my heart. Were just to far apart.

I know my path, it ends with me dead and all the vultures fead.