Everytime I close my eyes
All I see was your sad face
All I can do is to cry
I'm sorry we have to part ways
You're still my love
Memories of us is all I have
I won't say my farewell
Coz' I believe this is not yet the end of us
Not yet.

Im giving up
Throwing in the towel while waving a white flag
Admitting defeat
I'll step to the side
I'm beat
Wait for my spot at the end of the line
Finish where I think I started
Last place
No need to wait
Go ahead
Finish the race
Hand the trophies out
Keep my constellation prize
I'm fading and doubt I'll make it before roads reopen
No joke this time
This time time ain't on my side

At the end of my rope
So why keep hanging around
Skip tying a noose and chocking myself out
I'm just going to let go
Free fall into darkness without warning
No chance of being saved
For all my supporters have already been called on
Which tells me
I have overstayed this place
Past my checkout time
Rather die then be that guy
I should go while I still have a piece of my mind
No need to stand up
I'll follow the exit signs
Better yet I just go out the way I came in

Out of touch
Out of time
Out of my mind I must be
From what others say
I don't even know me
So why keep the clock ticking
Feeling like I'm stealing valuable space
All just to sit here and wait to waste away
Like a drunk with unlimited drinks
Or a ****** with endless dope and great veins
I wanted to live forever
Then I quit drugs and reality set in
If Jesus's dad didn't **** half my family
I wouldn't be this loose cannon
Lord show me a miracle for God's sake
It was fun till the fun ran out
Bring the fun back
Scratch that
I forgot this is my last act
One last cigarette
As I stare in the mirror
Everybody wants somebody to wave back
Let the curtan drop
After the gun shot everyone sing along
Where do bad boys go when they die
They don't go to heaven where......

the last word falls
like a mountain on a dove
a shadow on a child
a bullet through a rose
and no-one knows
quill rests between cold fingers
the ink
is dry

it was going well
i was making progress
but it stopped
i stopped
it is hard to start
it is hard to continue
i dont know how it is to finish
because i have never made it that far
what if i never start again
and never find out

this fear hinders me
more than anything else
the fear of never starting again
a self-fulfilling prophecy
the fear of never getting there
makes it hard to start again

Uncontrollable shaking as my body struggles to hold up
Ready to fall into the void of unconsciousness
Wishfully yearning for eternal dormancy
Already phasing into insensation
Automatically transitioning, ready for perpetual darkness
Of sinking into a temporary coma