Is this all in the divine plan?
Ma gave birth in a broken down van
I don't want to live, I don't want to die
I've been too afraid to take a step towards living my life
In between the fence, frozen in defense
Eternally preserved in crystalline like Miss Havisham

Oh, my brother, you'll soon be a man
Next to you, I'm just a boy
Trapped like Peter Pan

I don't want to live, I don't want to die
I keep a Colt 45 in my drawer
If I change my mind
Unpredictable, syringe and spoonful
Eyes were blazing fire
Like a dragon from the underworld

Oh, my father, the beast has burned your land
Golden sheers to tend the flock
Cut off your right hand

I don't want to live, I don't want to die
I ruled over all the land
With a scepter in my mind
Power was my guest, in absolute jest
Christopher Robin informed me
Rabbit was a common pest
Terror of the mind, wiped me out in time
Death was as persistent as
Frau Blucher in Young Frankenstein

Oh, my mother, I've got nothing left
Send for me to greet the king
And turn myself in