Twenty two

I wait for that day that it comes
Then day that I shall die
Because for so long I have been loathing this life
While waiting for the eternal life

Now I have nothing to lose
So you should tighten up my noose
Make it tighter and tighter
Because I am no longer a fighter

To the brink of death and back
That is what I lack,
The motivation to carry through
I can't wait to pull out that twenty-two.

They say till death do us part
I say stick a knife in my heart