An angry child's view of mortality
Window shopping, holding hands with death
Here's a quick way to end it all; an easy route for all sorrow
Hate today, the light of dawn
Make plans for tomorrow
How can you tear apart without making a cut
Tired of life
Is there anything else
Another path I can take
A sooner choice I can make to send me away
Send me away
I live a coward, booked for tomorrow