I want to take a bullet through the body
I want to feel blood bubble up my throat
I'll be put in a box that is shoddy
Relaxing as they watch my corpse bloat
I want my death to be violent
I want short-lived but excruciating pain
I'll scream then go silent
Feeling life quickly drain
I want to be broken down into element
I want to be made into something better
I'll be one with the sediment
Having no soul to fetter
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