Don't try and tell me what needs to be done

And don't try to tell me there's not another way

I've got another solution that stays in my head

And it acts as a reminder that won't go away

Plan B's my obsession

Plan B's my temptation

Plan B's always gonna be by my side

Plan B won't leave my mind

I'm doing my best to stay alive but

Plan B's gonna be my reward

Every day is a test of my will

The low-hanging fruits of salvation

It's peaceful and painless, I envy the dead

And I live with this eye-level persuasion

When will it stop? When will it end?

These thoughts are my disease and they'll be my demise

So when will it stop? When will it end?

How till it be over and how will this fucking shit end?