I was born dead, what's the problem?
I'm a ghost man, I'm a goblin
It's a casket, it's a promise
It's a brick wall, it's a constant
I'm a timeline, I'm a coffin
I'm a killer, I'm a mosh pit
I've been breaking necks, I'm here to murder
I'm a death wish, a deserter
Memento Mori; the glory that they won't miss you
I'm not a coward, I'm a manic
I'm a cool kid, I'm pathetic
And I've been saving up to get to heaven
I'm a stopwatch, a procession
RIP YOUTH
Adults are dead kids; RIP YOUTH