Lye By Mistake

function it will not
slate barters a process stagnant and weary
shut my eyes dont look
shove your face upon the wall
hey you the falsetto
start praying for daylight
punch every wall this is knowing the will to die
i used to open my eyes before i experienced it
concentrate
i always saw in the corner of the room a small
apparatus looking to kill me
i closed my optics and saw the overwhelming presence
haunting screaming the vision
relief in capsule form
i awoke and swallowed a thousand pills per second
this is knowing the will to die
i knew you would come happy youre here now stay