3 am thought

Why is it so hard to feel loved in this society

Where emotions are a thing to be ashamed of

Please put me out of my misery

And end those screaming I make

When I wake in the morning

After my nightmares about which I wake up crying

Please take me out of this unwanted gift

That is life in the 21st century

And tie the knot that will release me of this fucking agony

'Til I jump off the cliff of existence

I'll have to long in promise of a fucking glorified future

Where I'd have a house, a husband and a dishwasher

Well, the joke's on you

'Cause I would rather throw myself off the 13th floor

Than to normalize the way I think I'd rather scream my lungs out in the middle of a dreamless night

Than to kneel in front of those pre-programmed patterns