I

woke

up

in

a

hole!

Ugh!

Rrrrrr!

Oh

fuck!

I

spent

all

night

dig-

ging

my

grave.

Dirt

nap

a-

tro-

phy,

zom-

bie

life

ma-

ga-

zine.

Front

page

head-

line

reads:

"Su-

i-

cide

Pipe

Dreams."

Force-

fed

a

life

I

re-

fuse.

Swim-

ming

neck

deep

in

dirt!

I

will

choose

how

I

lose.

Dy-

ing

means

I

don't

need

a-

ny-

thing!

I

fuc-

king

re-

fuse!

(Lie

to

me!)

Gim-

me'

your

word

it's

safe.

(Lie

to

me!)

So

I

can

hear

the

fake.

(Lie

to

me!)

Gim-

me'

your

word

it's

safe.

(Lie

to

me!)

So

I

can

dig

my

grave.

Force-

fed

a

life

I

re-

fuse.

Un-

der

a

light-

ning-

filled

sky,

I

will

choose.

At

the

end

of

the

day

hang

me

up

so

high

that

the

an-

gels

play

with

my

hair.

Bu-

ry

me

so

low

that

the

life

I

loathe

dis-

si-

pates

and

slips

a-

way

Hang

me

high!

Bu-

ry

me

low.

(Lie

to

me!)

Gim-

me'

your

word

it's

safe.

(Lie

to

me!)

So

I

can

dig

my

grave!

At

the

end

of

the

day

hang

me

high.

Un-

der

thun-

der

and

light-

ning

filled

skies.

Then

bu-

ry

me

low

so

no

an-

gels

die

for

the

life

I

loathe.

Run

your

dreams

in-

to

the

ground!