The end is as close as we make it
Some try to extend their story
But I want the end to come soon
I want to just end it all
I had a reason to live 
But I fucked it up like everything else
I want to hang from the ceiling
I want my blood to pour from my body
I want my brain matter to splatter the wall
I want the light in my eyes to fade away
I want my life to be cut short
I want only you back