Gone Gone

In my quiet moments when no one knows I'm here
I have always wondered this
Why can't I will myself
to not exist?

Even just for a few minutes, no
I've got these tired limbs and flesh
It's always this existence
So it's to be oppressed

Gone gone
and just maybe coming back
Gone gone
all that's left is a song
Gone gone
no longer tied to this sack of skin
For so long

Convincing ignorance of my body
doesn't mean it goes away
I know better than to think that humans are free
cuz we're always subject to this face

F
Fuck this fuck this
responsibility
fuck this fuck this
to entity

Forget this, forget me
I was never one to be much
Forget this trash, forget this play
I'm not substantial anyway...

Gone gone
and just maybe coming back
I wanna be
Gone gone
all that's left of me is a song
Gone gone
no longer tied down to this sack of skin
For so long

Yeah
Gone gone
and just maybe never coming back
I wanna be
Gone gone
cuz all that's pretty about me is a song
Gone gone
no longer tied down to this scourge of cells
for so long

so, so long