Just know we are a spec in time So follow your bliss and destroy your beauty. I'll lock myself alone in a room. Drink until the clock strikes noon With just a pen, a pill, and some paper. And maybe I will write a sad song Or another cliche poem Of the person that I long to be. I wanna die like Jim Morrison A fucking rockstar. I wanna die like God, on the cover of time. Just a blink and it's gone. So baby pour some fame in my glass. So kill the forest, and destroy your beauty. I'll lock myself alone in a room. Drink until the clock strikes noon With just a pen, a pill, and some paper. And maybe I will write a sad song Or another cliche poem Of the person that I long to be. (Colors blind) The eyes. (Sounds deafen) The ear. (Flavors numb) The taste. (Thoughts weaken) The mind. I'll attack someone with a switchblade knife So that I can see their pain. I choose to be a serial killer 'Cause the victims don't get any fame. I'll lock myself alone in a room Drink until the clock strikes noon With just a pen, a pill, and some paper. And maybe I will write a sad song Or another cliche poem Of the person that I long to be. Just know... (I'll lock myself alone in a room Drink until the clock strikes noon) (I wanna die like Jim Morrison A fucking rockstar.) We are... (With just a pen, a pill, and some paper) (I wanna die like God, on the cover of time.) A spec... (And maybe I will write a sad song or another cliche poem - (Just a blink and it's gone.) In time... - of the person that I long to be.) (So baby pour some fame in my glass.)
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