God please watch over me,
For your child has the path of the torn and frayed.
And now I wish for death even more,
To join ranks with the dead and decayed.
I pity your cowardice,
For not carrying out the deed tonight.
Only a coward would choose to give the gift of death to kin,
But change their mind because of their fright.
It's funny as I cry empty tears,
I'm wishing death upon myself even more.
Even though I'm a child of god,
To me, this life is a terrible bore.
Instead of pretending to choke me,
You could've just tightened your grip.
And then just hold me while life escapes my flesh,
And watch how easily to death I slip.
You think you're so tough,
But tonight you just showed just how empty you threats are.
Pretending to play with the big boys,
But really, you're the biggest coward by far.
