Children Of Bodom

Let me get this one flat out straight
Illuminate it's not too late
Since when did you become a god?
You might be right, I've been tattered
'n torn, self destructing since I was born
So what's that got to do with you?
Close yet far - I've gone now
Safe and sound - I don't know how
Knuckled under - never giving up
So much fun when you can tell me I'm done
Such a sweet unchaining song
Whisper me softly that I'm gonna die young
Before you do take a look into the ground
It's not my funeral
If you rip life apart in no time
I'll put it back together in 2.5
How's that for punctuality?