Would you rather feel the pain of living or the pain of death?
That’s what you have to ask yourself when upset
Would you rather have minutes of pain or years of it?
Would you rather live on or make the choice to hurt no longer

I’ve made my decision
And I have good reason for it
I don’t want to suffer
I don’t want to feel a thing
Yes, I’d rather feel nothing than hurt
So, take this numbing acid and numb the pain with death
Yes, I’d rather feel nothing than hurt!
Don’t tell me I should make a life for myself
when I have lost all life inside
There is nothing
There is no heart
There was something
Now, I’m taken apart
I’m not begging to be fixed
I like the broken mess
Let me be
Let me leave
Let me pop the poison in
For I want to see his face again
I want to see his face again
I want to see his face again

Time will not take control of when I die
I will make my own good-bye