The 7th Mass Extinction
No single cure
Only a bullet
Praying for hours
God will not help
All hope is lost
Rotting at dawn
Needle in my bleeding veins
Kill me if you have to now
My life is a living hell
Rotting corpses will now dwell
Supply depleting
What will I do
Munitions dwindling
What will I choose
To live
To hunt
Or to kill myself
Tie the noose
Slit your wrists
Pull the trigger
And end it all
Only a bullet
Praying for hours
God will not help
All hope is lost
Rotting at dawn
Needle in my bleeding veins
Kill me if you have to now
My life is a living hell
Rotting corpses will now dwell
Supply depleting
What will I do
Munitions dwindling
What will I choose
To live
To hunt
Or to kill myself
Tie the noose
Slit your wrists
Pull the trigger
And end it all
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Writer(s): Jack Jaszewski
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