Final Fight

In ten years, I think Ill be dead
From a beat gone dry in my head
And this sickness thats eating at me
Like how I feel on day 53
In four days Ill need a cleanse
To start positive on a negative end
And bring my body back from decay
From living life like a castaway
A boulder on my back
A black hole in my brain
This crushing weight
To which Ill never gain
[ Day 53 Lyrics ]