"i'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me"

they'll take a bullet
and rip it right into your chest.
blind you into the corruption
that society withholds
as almighty and upright.

shit, when was I here
to please all the motherfuckers
who think their words are
gods way of saying "abide by my rules"?

never, that's right_
I was never placed here
to listen to your diabolical plans
on taking over the planets and the people.

you fucking blood sucking mechanisms
that sink to the bottom of the fish bowl.
with your razor sharped tongues
and massive vocabulary.

just throw me under the bus, god damn it.
why don't you do it already!
you know that you want to.
your eyes say it all.

I know i'm not prefect
my words aren't written in solid stone or silvers ink.
but you, you're the ideal of the ideals.

while, I am the unlucky loser
in the eyes of perfection
so why don't you kill me?

end my life already