They never had a chance to be

I’ve been; I regret it all honestly

Why, why, why me, why, why, why

I used to not want to have been

Could have been better; greater

It doesn’t stop this thistle of pain

Thistle, this will never end, Reverend

Thistle, this will never end, Reverend

Thistle, this will never end, Reverend

Though this pain hurts my skin

Doesn’t mean I want to not be

I don’t want to not be, I still wanna be

Me, me, me, whim me, me, me

I still wanna be, I still wanna-

Existence is pain; I’ll still be, maybe…