I can't think of any other way. I can't think of any other way I want to die.

Tie a string around my tongue. Pull it tight, you are not done. Six inch hook goes through my heart, rip it out and then we'll start. Wrap your hands around my throat, snakes and chains will bring me back on down to this old earth. Tragic lives were never heard. Hang my skin to block the sun, sticks and stones were never fun. The american dream wasn't built for me, slit my throat so you can see I am not from this country. I bleed green. Screaming in the eagle's face, this american dream wasn't built for me. This american headache is destroying me. This american dream was not built for me.