when i get crushed by a semi
when i slit my wrists to ****** pulp
when i get shot in the head
when i fall asleep on the tracks
when the smoke settles in my lungs
when the rope tightens around my neck

are they gonna miss me?
are they gonna kiss my grave and cry?
will they talk about me?
or will i fade into oblivion
with the rest of the dead kids
with the ****** victims
and victims of their own head