Cleanse me of this black charade

This sheath of invincibility

This guaruntee of deathbed regret

This fog of another day

The blur of consciousness

Produced on a lack of undervalued sleep

When I said my peace to wanton friends

Abuse my presence as a curse

A bane

A shallow shadow

Like a meaningless-yet-course attraction



Tradition and media and medicine and ignorance

Claim through a gap-toothed smile, "You're still young

Contribute for just one more day

And come tomorrow there will be time enough

for play"



Just one more day

It kisses the ground by my will

It kisses the cold ground and laughs as I grow ill

No more will I defend

my claim to rectify this

No more can I pretend

I swear I'll rectify this

Forever's not for me

The more that I look forward to

The louder ticks the clock

Rise and awaken

Now I need it no more

I need it no more

I'd rather die quickly than one day at a time

I need it no more