The S'ups - Death Management

Say what you want to believe in Once again you drown me in faith You tell me that I should be livin’ You know I still feel like a dead weight Have I wasted my time, thinking if it’s mine? Have I wasted my days, by looking for new face? Am I done with sobriety, by making a deal with reality? Found a cure to vitality, by killing my own sanity Have I wasted my time, thinking if it’s mine? Have I wasted my days, by looking for new face? Let me repeat my word Before I fall onto this world Tuck me into arms of gore And tell me I should give you much more Obscure idea, a date with a fear , wasn’t so sure, but the exit is near Found a way down, a bliss for return , a straight path for one that is waiting for my turn A wind so loud with a view so surreal, waiting for me to see if it’s real The moment I knew it’s not a detour, a chalk surrounded me with a rough, white contour Have I wasted my time, thinking if it’s mine? Have I wasted my days, by looking for new face? Am I done with sobriety, by making a deal with reality? Found a cure to vitality, by killing my own sanity Seems like I had a chance By locking myself in a trance, vault over fence What I could do, to return onto Higher spot, right on the top Come and find me where dirt will surround me Dirt will surround me