[Lyric] AZRIEL PLATHS SON (Blairose)

[Intro: Sylvia Plath]
Dying
Is an art, like everything else
I do it exceptionally well

I do it so it feels like hell
I do it so it feels real
I guess you could say I've a call

[Verse 1]
I think I fucked up again
I'm tired of saying "again"
(say it again)
I think I really did it, though
I dug myself into a hole

And once I go down from here
I don't want no one bringing me back
If your love wasn't just for show
You'll leave me buried under the snow
[Chorus]
And I don't think
That I wanna remember
Anymore

Knock me down
Knock me out
Cover the cracks underneath
All the doors

(Knock me down
Knock me out
Cover the cracks underneath
All the doors)