• The stars never seem to come out at night.
    Nor does the day when it becomes light.
    All I see now are broken dreams.
    Forever Forgotten between these seems.

    All I've been was a little hoax.
    To be left behind deep in the smokes.
    Oh please God, please just let me die.
    I'd rather be dead than stay here and cry.

    These words speak to me for far too long.
    As my life goes by, I listen to my song.
    "Put a bullet in my head and let me fall."
    "No need to be dramatic, don't even stall."

    Leave me there, don't make a grave.
    I don't deserve it with the way I behave.
    Let the carcass be swallow by the night.
    You'll wake up to find, it's not in sight.

    It'll be dragged, away, far from place.
    It'll be gone, forever, don't dare make haste.
    I'll be fine, I'm dead, I'm resting in hell.
    That's where I belong as I'm under a spell.

    A spell, of pain, and misery.
    That's all I deserve, with this be-witchery.
    No hope, no love, no need of it.
    I'll sit in the fires, deep in this pit.

    I'll welcome everything that they will be giving.
    I'm not scared because I'm not living.
    I don't care what they have to think.
    I'll be happy to take it, I won't even blink.

    I do deserve all of this torture.
    They can try harder, bring on the scorcher.
    I will stay here forever, without batting an eye.
    Only because I've deserved to die.