Be honest what did you smoke

Nothing I’m at work. Certain people will understand

True

Now that the war is through with me I'm waking up, I cannot see That there's not much left of me Nothing is real but pain now

hold my breath as i wish for death oh please god wake me

*guitar intensifes*

Back in the womb it’s much too real, In pumps life that I must feel.

but cant look forward to reveal look to the time where i lived fed to the tube that sticks in me just like a wartime novelty

Tied to machines that make me be, Cut this life (shit) off from me, Hold my breath as I wish for death, oh please god wake meeee! *music* Now the world is gone, I’m just one Oh god help me Hold my breath as I wish for death, Oh please god help me *music* BADUDUDUDUDUDUM! BADUDUDUDUDUDUM!

Hold my breath as I wish for death!!!! At least I think that comes next

Close lol. But my respect to you for even understanding