Words In My Head

You Might As Well Live

Razors pained me
of course they did
the worse I got
the Further they slid

Rivers were damp
and got wetter
yet my troubles
Never got better

Acid stained me
of course it did
it burned my skin
but Hell stayed vivid

Drugs caused cramps
worse with every hit
the haze not enough
to Free the exhibit

Guns weren't lawful
of course they weren't
people are afraid
it's them you'll hurt

Boy, did nooses give
a pointless trick
Supposed to work
Supposed to be quick

Gas smelled awful
of course it did
yet Every Day I
lifted the lid

you question why
I chose to live?
tell me this, darling dear
what does Death have to give?

all these things were
merely a Taster of Hell
and trust me my dear
you think you know it well

so did I, but even after a Year
Hell has much More in store
than we'll Ever have up here

so take some advice
for I've been there before
choose your path Wisely
when choosing a door

for death seems a Friend
but in bitter reality
your suffering with him
would last for Eternity