I know you don’t know,
Just how many times,
I have asked to die,
Well, I’m not special for it,
I know, I recite it for my ego.

Crippling self-awareness turns,
Folds over, crushes my free will,
What I want could get me killed.

Should I be pulled apart by machinery?
Painful until the untimely fade of the mind?
Or should I find my deathbed at the end,
Lay down and hold a couple hands as I cry.
How pathetic I could be?
How tragic could I be?

Crippling fear of the end turns,
Folds over, crushes my free will,
What I want could get me…****.

I’M GONNA ******* DIE ?

ONE DAY             OH ****             ONE DAY

ONE DAY.

I’LL KEEL OVER AND DIE,
STOP IT BEFORE IT HAPPENS,
TIME TRAVEL, DESTROY TIMELINES.

ONE DAY             OH ****             ONE DAY

ONE DAY.

I’LL MEET A TENDER,
MAYBE WRATHFUL DEITY.

WORSE YET,
BE CURSED INTO NOTHINGNESS.

Crippling fear of every step I take,
Like a child learning how to walk,
I’ll fold over, crush my own free will,
What I want will get me killed.