Take a breath and say goodnight I 'll tell them all you fought the good fight And tried to stay a little longer here Instead you'll be under the sea With cinder blocks tied to your feet There's no CO2enough for you So choose your hanging tree
The won't wait for you on the other side
It's the pain of being here And the escape of all your fears Don't fake your death just for the press Because no one knows that you're alive
When all the pills have lost their thrill It's not the guns it's those who kill The dreams that left you wanting A little more from here The seal the bag and tag your toes Inside a morgue that no one knows The perfect crime it's career suicide It's a million records sold
The won't wait for you on the other side
It's the pain of being here And the escape of all your fears Don't fake your death just for the press 'Cause no one knows that you're alive It's so lame just being here And the escape of all your fears So tell your press your life's a mess 'Cause no one cares that you're alive
It's a game where you have nothing left to lose Except for a lonely life
It's the pain of being here And the escape of all your fears Don't fake your death just for the press 'Cause no one knows that you're alive It's so lame just being here And the escape of all your fears So tell your press your life's a mess 'Cause no on cares that you're alive