I begin to feel sick,
from the pills that I ate,
begin to desire and dread,
my upcoming fate,
begin to fall in a daze of death,
begin to end,
in the start of depth,
begin to fall down to the ground,
humming along to that precious sound,
begin to cry,
tasting my tears,
begining to die,
conquering my fears,
begining to leave,
begining to deceive,
begining to end,
the start of the trend.
