Every single day  when I wake up  all I do is stay there  feeling like I'm dead  then I have nothing to say.  It's late in the morning  and all I can breathe  is the comfortness of my bed,  the ecstasies in the dust  and I'm looking lost  in a shattered line,  WHY CAN'T YOU JUST DIE???  Life ain't getting any simpler  that empty and mundane world  I better lock myself up  away from that fool's paradise.  I'm staring like a brick-brain  to that boring old wall.  Its plentiness of ideas  make me starve of nothing  Laying down in my melancholia  is all I do every single fuckin' day  I care no more of this mental state  if someone cries out at the phone...  No one's home...  I'm dying at every glance  I don't need your infamous aggressions  Go away with your foolish conclusions  YOU'LL NEVER EVER GET A SINGLE FUCKIN' PRAYER FROM ME!!!  I have lots of mistakes  I don't care about anymore  and you should be one of them  but I didn't create you  and the best thing you've ever done  is ripping my anxiety apart.  Sometimes I think I'm already gone  It's nothing now...  NOTHING  Life ain't getting any simpler  that empty and mundane world  Life ain't getting any simpler  that empty and mundane world  I better lock myself up  away from that fool's paradise.