This song’s called rate of descent
It’s for my brothers and the sisters, and umm

Yeah, cuz at the current rate I’m going
I will probably last two months
Three weeks, four days
Five hours, three minutes, two seconds

I am so abused by myself, I cry at night
And I don’t know what I’m doing
And why am I putting these people through it
Maybe they deserve a little better
Maybe they don’t need this kind of shit

But this is my life
And I’ll fucking live it
The rate of my descent
Is measured by
The reasons why
I can’t quit

I better light another cigarette
Another nail in my coffin
You better believe it
I gotta, oh, chill
I’ll be all alone
With my shit

But it’s my life
And I will live it
And at this current
rate of descent
I don’t give it much longer
But it’s gonna
See, I can’t quit

One more time
I tell myself
Then two more times
Three more times
Then these shadows
Lay their hands
On my nursery rhymes
And twist
This shit

But it’s my life
And I’ll live it
Live it
This current rate of descent
I won’t last long
But I won’t forget
That it’s my life
And I chose to live it

It ticks away
Is there anything left to say
Is there anything left that I can’t do?