I’ll head off and set myself home.
I try to be quiet,
you people won’t leave me alone.
I’ve cut myself,
and tied a noose before.
The world is fake,
there is a war.
Your mind was never right,
and your love was never pretty.
I would rather be in a burned down city.
This tale will start with a kiss,
It will end with my body,
fighting a temptation I cant resist.
