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