If you thought I liked living then that would be right back out of a pack of lies

All this bullshit I deal with in my life sometimes makes tears run down my eyes

I don't plan on suicide as I want to see the end of this path that I've taken and forcefully made to decide

Everyday I grow more and more sick of this shit, but no, no I won't run and hide

Heck I'll stay along for the ride

All of those who are holding me back just make me sick, I wish I could destroy their pride

Heaven or hell, it doesn't matter to me as oblivion even sounds better than the bullshit in this world to me