Dead

Let me blow a hole through your head,
Let me make sure you're dead.
Let me slide a figer through that hole,
And say you were as dead with your soul.

I want to die alone,
No one beside me,
No one to tell me how good a man i am,
No one to bring a smile,
No one to hold my hands,
Lonely as I came, I wish to lie,
As the moment comes to pass;
The moment I die.

I do not want to die happy,
Let me die for want of ridding this world,
Let me die of wanting to say good bye,
Let me die in anger, misery and pain,
Let me die wishing to never see this world again,
Let me not die happy.
Cause I love this world,
Let me die as such.
Cause parting in happiness would be pain too much.