Strung out death

                Fuck it imma just do it
                Reached out for years
                To all my peers and
                They just watch me struggle through it
            

                Nobody to carry my casket I guess
                The government have to do it
                Eggs hashbrowns for lunch memories
                Already gone can't redo it
            

                Not one person cared for me
                Not even shedding a tear
                iv lost millions over the years
                So walk across my back
                For the dirt i clear
            

                Serve and steer
                Your close but not near
                Although
                I wish you was here,
                priming gears, joy and cheer
                Giving me strength to overcome fear
            

                Old bread soaking up tears
                Im crumbling and falling apart
                unable to restart
                So Imma take my life at the turn of the New Year.
            