Turn and walk away
there's nothing left for me
This place is making me sick [bad word] minds bring nothingness
My stomach's loneliness won't subside

Stuck here again
To be as much as a cancer on the face of the world and all who love it
The tears on your face won't show
the rain is camouflage

But now my [bad word] through my teeth,
off of my tongue
This place as empty as the hollow in your stomach
Nothing's as empty as your life

If it's such a burden then do it now, and end it you coward.