Hours filled with dreams of escape From this cellular level prison Repeating calculations of vague existence Under forced persona To be or not to be To breathe or to stop To be truly free Is even death enough To break these chains What needs to be done To enter absolute nothing Still try to stay relevant Drop down to the graveyard of spirit Where delusion lies about the freedom of mind Hours filled with dreams of escape Sanity waiting second by second Unhinged thoughts break through to the surface Oh, god make it stop To be or not to be To breathe or to stop To be truly free Is even death enough To break these chains What need to be done To enter absolute nothing Still try to stay relevant Vague existence Please god Let me go Reach down I've had enough Please god Let me die Reach down Let me go I've had enough Of existence