Today, lying in my bed
I was thinking about life
I was bemused and I bled
I cut myself with a knife
now I am sitting here seeing only red
Can't wait to finally be dead...

Today, lying in my bed
thinking about how my life could be sped
listening to nothing but my breath
waiting for it
waiting for my death
now I am sitting here with a sore head
Can't wait to finally be dead...

Today, lying in my bed
feeling nothing but emptiness
feeling that my life is just some pettiness
thinking about life, about my life
about war in my mind, about that strife
thinking where my soul could be
don't look for it here, not in me
I don't have it, can't you see?
I begged, I prayed, I pleaded
I can't wait to finally be dead...

...and now sitting here without a soul
without clear arms without scars
and without a will
begging as I said
Can't wait to finally be dead.