I'm giving up...

Even though I'll know they'll be here when the chips are up

If we die the world doesn't give a fuck

Cause killing a world never meant shit to us

If beings from other planets learn to live with us

If they can't: is it them, or is it us?

Sharks in bloody water, I jump in it

I'm grateful for every day the sun's risen

My only fear is my work going unfinished

Somebody witness, someone get killed for bus tickets

Your life could be taken in one instant...

But this is just one instance

We worship things we imagine like tall tales

We pledge allegiance to a banner that's star spangled

Beneath the magma of a volcano

I await famine and the Archangel

And all I can say is...

Goodbye world, I'ma miss you

But not as much as you'll miss me

When it's all said and done

The question becomes: are you afraid to be free?

They saying goodbye hearse

If I miss you, more than you miss me

I just find inner peace within a dream

And let go, I ain't afraid to be free

Say goodbye world...

And we aim for the summit

Been a long time coming, there's an ache in my stomach

We spend 'em all, but these days ain't abundant

A wrecking ball, that I take and I run with

When I'm done with it all, and this curtain falls for me

No comfort's taking if my work is not coursing

Through the blood it is pouring

The bloodletting's upsetting when we see those with no puddles forming

So we trudge on forging

A new path to do math and use that morphine

Like it subdues that scorching effect

When there's nobody left to set our corpse free

They say the good die young

Well I got a long time 'fore my time comes

Will I rise with the sun if I rest in the sunset?

I must admit I'm preoccupied by all these notions of judgment

Comparin 'em to Judas Iscariot

Sometimes the stick's more motivating than the carrot is

I'm judging arrogance, once that dirt covers

Before too long I'll be sporting them earth colors

Off the wall, and I'm smiling for all the wrong reasons

I'm but an odd ball tipping the scales just to get even

All in all, I'll take the chances and take your hand this evening

So you'll feel no withdrawal the moment you realize I'm leaving

Hah... and I won't be back

Don't get attached, my last one-night-stand told me that

So I show love, with a grain of salt

But when karma struck I was like, "Hold up, it ain't my fault!"

I was conditioned to put up these fences

So on the day of my conviction we'll have to breakthrough

Before they take you

Besides, the look in their eyes is less convincing

When you can see 'em flinching from a bird's-eye view

Almost through with my last will and testament

It's a Russian roulette, and guess who the next contestant is

Let me tip my glass and ash my herb

Before I pass I leave you with these last words