Just go look straight through my eyes and feel my ego shatter
Started planning my demise much younger
Wish I was more cleaver
Can I get any better?
Screamin as I write my final letter
I don't think anyone hears the words I sing
I just hope whatevers next is good to me
Whatever comes next
Put your lips on my head
Just go look straight through my eyes and feel my ego shatter
Started planning my demise much younger
Wish I was more cleaver
Can I get any better?
Screamin as I write my final letter