I wish to be like them
Those who suffer so beautifully
Those who spit out pain like phlegm
For the morphine of its fluency
I give my offering
To be all I've bled
I don't wanna be happy
Wanna be interesting and dead
(Yeah)
Wanna be interesting and dead
(To sing coarsely of life and lithium)
I wish to be like them
(I'd render myself down from shotgun shells)
Those who suffer so beautifully
(Cockroaches and bureaucrats in delirium)
Those who spit out pain like phlegm
(I'd find a necessary hell)
For the morphine of its fluency
I give my offering
To be all I've bled
I don't wanna be happy
Wanna be interesting and dead
(Yeah)
Wanna be interesting and dead