Shun my friends, who are them, I want you out of my head

Give me warmth, give me death, whatever I don't want it

I walked out on the deck to put a hole in my head

I can't think, what to say

Was I just asking you to go?

What if I want to die, should that be medicalised?

Medicate, procreate, the pupil eating my eye

Risk averse, never learn, I should be waiting my turn

What was that, can't discern, were you just asking me to

Go or stay, take your pick

I'm not gonna wait for it

Run away or stake a claim

I'm not gonna live to see

Decomposed baby bird come to rest in my doorway

Should have given him a funeral on the first day

He fell out of the nest, thought he'd get carried away

He's too heavy for flies and the vulture's on vacay

Shun my friends, who are them, I want you out of my head

Give me warmth, give me death, whatever I don't want it

I walked out on the deck to put a hole in my head

I can't think, what to say

I'm at the mercy of god

I'm taking back what I thought

I'm at the mercy of fate

I will become what I hate

I'm at the mercy of god

I'm taking back what I thought

I'm at the mercy of fate

I will become what I hate

Go or stay, take your pick

I'm not gonna wait for it

Run away or stake a claim

I'm not gonna live to see

Go or stay, take your pick

I'm not gonna wait for it

Run away or stake a claim

I'm not gonna live to see