Pessimist's Phylosophy Lyrics


Slowly fading into extinction

Gazing beyond my point of view

Death is far beyond a fantasy

My fantasy has become a reality

For those of you who don't know

I'm not okay

This isn't a cry for help

Just laying it all on the table

I'm tired

I've expired

Everything I've worked for is crashing down

All around me is everything that's lost

Choking on the fumes of guilt

Choking on the fumes of guilt

Plagued by the burden of life

Everything around has all but died

I'm the next one to go

When there's life, there has to be death