Cleanse me of this black charade   This sheath of invincibility   This guaruntee of deathbed regret   This fog of another day   The blur of consciousness   Produced on a lack of undervalued sleep   When I said my peace to wanton friends   Abuse my presence as a curse   A bane   A shallow shadow   Like a meaningless-yet-course attraction   Tradition and media and medicine and ignorance   Claim through a gap-toothed smile, "You're still young   Contribute for just one more day   And come tomorrow there will be time enough   for play"   Just one more day   It kisses the ground by my will   It kisses the cold ground and laughs as I grow ill   No more will I defend   my claim to rectify this   No more can I pretend   I swear I'll rectify this   Forever's not for me   The more that I look forward to   The louder ticks the clock   Rise and awaken   Now I need it no more   I need it no more   I'd rather die quickly than one day at a time   I need it no more