I've become untethered and I've never felt better Where my depression was a pleasure that festered - a lesson remembered That all bonds break - for God's sake - those thoughts plague me And slash a smile across my face knowing no one can save me But I can't go back though - back to the days of cramming ammo In my rotten gooey gum sockets where my teeth used to be Entertain a mutiny on the lunacy of writing one's own eulogy And slip into a liminal space, a transitional place just for you to see Out of time, Out of Tune Yet the Choir Still Sings For You instead Sing for the living, dance for the dead Like a Claw Machine, Death is RNG, there's no bargaining Or sharing harmony Just a vinyl beat, that's part of me On endless repeat in every minor key Don't need this heart, when the speakers beat Don't need this brain, when the signals weak So reboot the EQ and undo le esprit de electrique Thought I felt a heart beat, fought it my mind starting To regret disregarding a plan before departing Is this hymn overdue, I thought I knew This grim pursuit would lead to brand new truth and point of view Instead just dread now out of tune Is this the end? This is the end I don't wanna hurt, I don't wanna breathe I don't wanna love when I look above I only wanna seethe and Swallow every pill I see until I see, which method of OD succeeds in killing me And a legacy of silent jealousy Regret the lack of violence on a deathbed ecstasy Out of time, Out of Tune Yet the Choir Still Sings For You instead Sing for the living, dance for the dead