'M down in this wasteland taking my last breath.
I can taste the silence and it reeks of death.
Well I'm not going out like this not without a fight.
Well I'm not going out like this when I know I'm right.
I want to live.
I refuse to give up.
I refuse to fold.
I refuse to stand up and do what I'm told.
I'm not going out like this.
I'm not going out.
Wasteland.
I know I'm alive this is not my time.
I may never get out of here but at least I know I tried.
So it will be written, so it will be done.
This is not an ending, this has just begun.
I want to live.