Sour Video (MV)

Throw me in the trash can, just as fast as you can
A worthless pile of meat; it means nothing to me
I no longer fear the mangling of my body; contemplating thoughts of it rotting
Take this knife, oh, take my life
Easier than suicide
I guess 2 shots would do just fine
Easier than suicide

MY words survive past my demise
F*ck what's inside you can have it deep fried
Freedom from burdens I carry
Extinguishment isn't so scary
Constant thoughts of what comes after
Is there a heaven filled with laughter
F*cking doubt it but is there greater power?
Probably not, the thoughts go sour

Constant f*cking doubt
Please dispose of me

If there's nothing afterwards
Shouldn't we make the best of life?
Put more thoughts into our words
Put everything we've got into this fight

F*cking hell, I'll pull myself together
Try to create something that's better
Try to be more than the god damn reaper
Create something that goes a little deeper

Don't let my corpse block the street, wanna be more than just some meat
Don't let my corpse block the street, wanna be more than just some meat

Throw me in the trash can, just as fast as you can
A worthless pile of meat; it means nothing to me
I no longer fear the mangling of my body
Contemplating thoughts of it rotting