' ' α ¢ σ м α ѕ є є м ѕ η ι ¢ є ' '

I promise by the edge of this knife
I can't take it anymore, I hate my life
That's cliche but the truth is candid
I'm tired to the core and I can't stand it

I just want to sleep
Until I forget to remember to...
Wake up so please don't remind me
I just want to sleep
Until the door I entered through...
Clicks softly shut behind me

Right now
A coma sure seems nice
Right now
A coma would beat life
Right now
I would pay that price
Right now
This is what it feels like

Does this song really need another verse?
I have said all I needed to say in the first
Few and the chorus too and it's still hurts
This is more than rhymes, it's more than words...

I just want to sleep
Until I forget to remember to...
Wake up so please don't remind me
I just want to sleep
Until the door I entered through...
Clicks softly shut behind me

Right now
A coma sure seems nice
Right now
A coma would beat life
Right now
I would pay that price
Right now
This is what it feels like

THIS IS
WHAT IT
FEELS LIKE
To truly
Want to
Be deceased

Another great piece by the great Backin Black.......with some thoughts by Morpheus thrown in for luck.........

Yessir! Righto!

Cripes, the cyanide and razorblades are in the glovebox dude, not bad, but so dark black is an understatement

Thanks RockinRustle. Yeah, it's dark. Not a personal song by any means. I step outside myself often when I'm writing. I had a friend tell me they wanted to die. So then I wrote this song.