You’re the sweetly shifted horizon,
The voices in my head…
The reason I should kill myself
Before I go to bed.

You’re the palace on the mountain,
The ecstasy I dread;
The peaceful sleep of deathbed-
The bleeding words you said.

You’re the reason for the laughter…
And the moments that crawl by.
The reason that I draw the blood
And pray to god to die.

You’re the end of all my sorrow,
The beginning of my pain.
And when the razor’s throbbing,
You’ll be the one to blame.

So please don’t try to save me-
Just fuck me and my head.
Because I have to kill myself
Before I go to bed.