I gave my flesh to the sateless vultures To break the spirit of a blustery outcast
I haven't found it as a tag of fortune So I'm imprisoned, there is no one left I can trust
I'm stuck in textures of a baneful comfort Forming my dreams into a moderate gallery
I've crossed a red line, but I'm still unhurt I haven't made through devious scenery
I'd be better off dead I'd be better off dead I'd be better off dead I'd be better off
There was a moment of sad reflection And twenty years of purifying misery
Would you consider a bland objection As a betrayal of your own family?
Before I streamlined my fear and worry It wasn't easy to be with you one on one
It's been a great time but I must hurry Unless you ask me to stay with you on the run
I'd be better off dead I'd be better off dead I'd be better off dead I'd be better off
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