Maybe if I lay down my head
I’ll forget, about the place I’m in
My eyes shut - just doesn’t silence the screams

Do you know - how long I’ve been out?
Can’t recall - anything but doubt
Could you see - through my surreal disguise?

I heard
A voice
It came - from inside my window pane
It said
It needs
The sane

Cold and scared - stretched out on the floor
I’ve been here - plenty times before
Hold the thought - visualize escape

I’m surprised - we lasted this long
I’ve not once - been listed as strong
There’s a chance - that one of us will make it

Regret mixed with hopelessness makes one deadly cocktail
Give me one more for last call, later explain the drunken tale

I forget - how we designed the plan
Scalpel, plus - the luck of the hand
Careful, now - this must be timed out just right

Wait til the guard gets a load of me
Syringe first - maybe one or three
The hunger - might take over, we’ll see

This is a message for someone thought I won’t pretend
Who it’s for or why I wrote it, find out in the bitter end…

The bitter end…

The bitter end