I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying
The blood work comes back in a week
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying
I can't feel my arms or my feet
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying
I think a parasite lives in my knees
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying
I think that my future is bleak
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying and nothing's complete
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm stupid, I'm so fucking weak
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying
I don't want to admit my defeat
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying
But I've run out of words to repeat
