help me commit suicide (x3)

ah ha ha ha

help me jack kevorkian (x3)

my doctor death

not the same in my flesh

something's changed let me rest

i'm not me and want death

someone else is inside

i'm missing my person

scattered thinking puzzle

i've no survival quest

must make due with a pest

being my own defeat

i hate my inner one

if only i could stop

and trace my own lifeline

based upon the others

that seemed to of lived great

should i finally find

my original case

i'll still be different

to entertain others

i'm so sick and tired of this life

it is so boring and pathetic

(gonna be another) dead rock star

(might as well be a) dead rock star

i'm so sick of throwing up bile

russian roulette johnny ace style