To be or not to be,
sometimes i think it's really just me.
looking at life pass me by,
thinking to myself do i really want to be free?
is the gain really worth the pain?
should i really try to fly,
even though i can't stand hights?

i want to grab life by the neck,
and knock it to the ground,
kick it in the head and twist it around.
push it down a flight of stairs,
chock it till it's out of air.
but even though i won the fight,
it didn't really changed fate's mind.

and it's getting late, another day went to the dogs.
time slips by, like water or sand.
is tomorrow gonna be any different?
guess i'll have to guess.

to be or not to be... i trully think it's just me