I yearn for the comforts of death.
If you took a glimpse into my soul
you’d see the depths of pain so vividly
how much more can I sustain?
When there’s little strength in me
I tread lightly on earths terrain  
Sleep in my bed ‘til I see the moon
‘cause the road to happiness
comes with lots of lanes
but my ecstasy‘s on Neptune.
These drugs are no help either
Someone whisper to the reaper
I don’t need a breather
I need my last one.