aisle 1

I don't feel good, I don't feel well
Something is stirring, it's starting to smell
I'm running away to the toilet
Get out of my way unless you want to observe it
BOOM, CRASH, 3 JARS DOWN
BABY FOOD ROTTON AND I START TO FROWN
Banana's and beets, those carrots aren't treats
I feel really sick, the floor is really slick

I'm up in heaven, to greet god
I say hello, he gives me a nod
An angel flied above my head
I start to cry, I wasn't ready yet
I beg to god, to let me go
He hands me a jar, peas and potato
I cry some more, this foods expired
But I eat it up, to transpire

I fall back down, nobody cheers
I start crying baby food tears
I run to the street, to die again
Please god take me, back to heaven
I fall over, crack my head
Blood everywhere, I crawl to bed
Reality fades, My vision blurs
"Is this what death feels like?"
My head hurts

I'm up in heaven, to greet god
I say hello, he gives me a nod
An angel flied above my head
I start to cry, I wasn't ready yet
I beg to god, to let me go
He hands me a jar, peas and potato
I cry some more, this foods expired
But I eat it up, to transpire