I'll lock myself alone in a room.
Drink until the clock strikes noon
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper.
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliche poem
I'm not the person that I long to be.
I wanna die like Jim Morrison
A fucking rockstar.
I wanna die like God, on the cover of time.
Just a blink and it's gone.
So baby pour some fame in my glass.
So kill the forest, and destroy your beauty.