I look in the mirror and see nothing but waste
grey hairs on my head, wrinkles on my face
grow old by the day as I let time slip by
rarely do I stop to ask myself “why?”
WHY DON’T YOU GET UP AND GO OUT AND LIVE
HAVE SOMETHING TO OFFER, SOMETHING TO GIVE?
WHY DON’T YOU STOP BEING A PANTY-WIPE?
I’M TIRED OF EXCUSES, FINISH YOUR LIFE!
I used to have purpose, have something to say
now it’s all I can do just to get through the day
never enough time or energy left
WHY DON’T YOU GET UP AND GO OUT AND LIVE
HAVE SOMETHING TO POINT TO, SOMETHING YOU DID?
IF YOU DON’T, THEN YOU MIGHT AS WELL USE THE KNIFE
FINISH YOUR LIFE!
when are you going to finish your life?
why don’t you do something or just die?
you have a choice, don’t give up the fight
FINISH YOUR LIFE!
I try to find purpose, have something to say
as I felt the time pass and my life slip away
when did I get too tired to even try?
now is the time that I ask myself ‘why?’