For the past few years, I've been living in my head
By my output you'd have guessed that I was dead
Green and brown and black things in my chest,
In inevitable, perpetual debt
Hopefully I will be better soon,
Like a butterfly out from a cocoon
Like a flag perpetually at half-mast,
Like a turtle learning how to move fast
Kill me! Kill me! Kill me! Kill me!
I just want to die!
Someone get me out of here, tonight!
This poison, it makes me feel funny,
But it's too slow acting; I've tried!
Doc, there's gotta be something else you can prescribe!