You say I'm not living,

And say you're living the high life.

If you try to prove to me,

How your life is better,

I'll show you what you're like everyday;

Pitiful, poorly dressed, puddled in misery.

I'll be you for a fraction of a second.

I'll suffocate myself in chemicals,

And I'll choke every so often,

To show much of whats its doing to you.

You'll see me sucking in the devils breath,

And blow out my purity.

I'll be killing myself for you;

Just to make you see that you're killing yourself,

For no one.

So prove to me,

So I can prove to you, willingly.

Because thats how much I care.