Breaking your neck
Threading it through the noose
welcoming death
every day an excuse
cut off your nose in spite it's proof
Consequence unfolds its time to
Blow out the candle
You've got a death wish
Arrogance wept
An effigy of the abuse
senses unkept
Strike the match light the fuse
Cut off your nose in spite it's proof
The decline that unfolds it suits you
My god you can't control it
You've got a death wish
It's time to blow out the candle
You've made your death wish
And now you're within an inch of your life
Awaiting your own death
avoiding your last breath
With every moment spent
It's time to blow out the candle
You've got a death wish
You've made your death wish
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