Wish

I

was

too

dead

to

cry

My self-

af-

flic-

tion

fades

Stones

to

throw

at

my

cre-

a-

tor

Ma-

so-

chists

to

which

I

ca-

ter

You

don't

need

to

bo-

ther;

I

don't

need

to

be

I'll

keep

slip-

ping

far-

ther

But

once

I

hold

on

I

won't

let

go

'til

it

bleeds

Wish

I

was

too

dead

to

care

If

in-

deed

I

cared

at

all

Ne-

ver

had

a

voice

to

pro-

test

So

you

fed

me

shit

to

di-

gest

I

wish

I

had

a

rea-

son;

My

flaws

are

o-

pen

sea-

son

For

this,

I

gave

up

try-

ing

One

good

turn

de-

serves

my

dy-

ing

You

don't

need

to

bo-

ther;

I

don't

need

to

be

I'll

keep

slip-

ping

far-

ther

But

once

I

hold

on

I

won't

let

go

'til

it

bleeds

Wish

I'd

died

in-

stead

of

lived

A zom-

bie

hides

my

face

Shell

for-

got-

ten

With

it's

me-

mo-

ries

Diar-

ies

left

With

cryp-

tic

en-

tries

You

don't

need

to

bo-

ther;

I

don't

need

to

be

I'll

keep

slip-

ping

far-

ther

But

once

I

hold

on

I

won't

let

go

'til

it

bleeds

You

don't

need

to

bo-

ther

I

don't

need

to

be

I'll

keep

slip-

ping

far-

ther

But

once

I

hold

on:

I'll

ne-

ver

live

down

my

de-

ceit