There’s not much time to get this outI’ve got at most two minutes leftBefore I’m sat back at that deskIt’s time to get this off my chest

I didn’t mince my words when I asked you to bury meWe were done and tired thenWe were so sick at 17

Something went wrongThe timelines fucked beyond repairStill we go onNo Plague can stop our Hollow heartsDa Da Da

I wish to see the worldI wish to see all of your facesI wish you the bestI wish for living fucking wages

I didn’t mince my words when I asked you to slaughter meWe were sick and tired thenWe were so done at 23

Something went wrongThe timelines fucked beyond repairStill we go onNo Plague can stop our broken heartsDa Da Da

Let’s make this rightLet’s start right here right now tonightScream out these words Our hearts are where we need to start

I didn’t mince my words when I gave up my apathy It’s been half a life since then. How the fuck am I 33?

Something went wrongThe timelines fucked beyond repairStill we go onNo Plague can stop our hungry heartsDa Da Da

Something went wrongThe timelines fucked beyond repairStill we go onNo Plague can stop our hungry heartsDa Da Da