in the electric chair. and I still can't, I still can't see you.
I must be blind, hmm? all I feel is temperature, cold wind against my teeth. Can't I just be happy? Why can't you let me just be happy? I don't hate you.
bones stick out and I think I'm dying.
truth is I've never felt happier about the prospect.
"I would very much like to kill myself." Insert big smile here because I can be happy! out in the open, while everyone else suffers.
DON'T CALL ME DON'T SEE ME I LOATHE YOU I DETEST YOU.
