Dying Will Be the Death of Me - Cephalic Carnage

Living here, in constant pain, I’m reaching out to you!

Feelings I have long suppressed, control my mental views

As I walk this lonely earth, searching for a sign

Something to make me want to live, cause' now I want to die

As I languish here, in this house of disease

And decrepitude, feeling un at ease

Slowly I put up a wall, to block away the pain

Only to have it fall, the misery remains!

It rips the mind apart, scorns my soul with rage

Infects my heart, kills my will to be

My eyes cannot see, blinded from the sweat

I don’t know why I, feel morose today

Born with it all, rich beyond my means

Lately something has been burning

In my gut it bleeds, making me despondent

A victim of me

Dying will be the death of me

It hurts when I smile

Only happy when, others are in pain

When I was younger, life was in my heart

Lastly vie been craving, suicide as an art

All the ways I’ve attempted, was placed in the psycho ward

In a straightjacket, dying cause' I’m bored

In the end, dying will be the death of me!