If You Think My Tits Are Small, Wait Until You See My Will To Live Lyrics

Woke up this morning without the will to live

My body keeps breathing despite the thoughts in my head

I long for eternal sleep

If an afterlife exists it's just another way for God to spite me

Feed me to the dying earth

I want to feel the cold embrace of the dirt

Death comes for us all eventually

But the older I get the more I think the one to pull the trigger will be me

Will a hole in my head fill this hole in my heart?

Guess a hole getting filled is how I got my start

Strung out, depressed, melancholy, and forlorn

I keep screaming to the void "I didn't ask to be born!"

All I really want is some patience

A way to calm this angry voice

All I really want is deliverance

From the pain that life causes

I've been up for days without the will to live

Filling the holes in my body with poison

If the drugs and booze don't kill me, hopefully the sleep deprivation will

'Cause I'm tired of writing songs about killing myself