The Luxury of a Grave

The Luxury of a Grave
On day zero my mother was expecting… the worst
And out of my father’s ass I was born, feet first

“Oh, no”

The most horrendous piece of feces ever forced
To be disposed of is what I was created for

Oh, no… (I’m sorry that I was born) …so wrong!

When death releases you from me
Just dump my foul remains on some near-by field
– I don’t deserve a grave
When you finally get rid of me
Just let my corpse decay …unburied
– I do NOT deserve the luxury of a grave

My worthlessness is something there is no doubt of:
– I am a waste of the filth I was made out of

How low… (I’m sorry I’m still alive) …can I go!?

When death releases you from me
Just dump my foul remains on some near-by field
– I don’t deserve a grave
When you finally get rid of me
Just let my corpse decay …unburied
– I do NOT deserve the luxury of…

Oh, no… a coffin would be way too nice
Oh, no… a see-through plastic bag will do just fine

When death releases you from me
Just dump my foul remains on some near-by field
– I don’t deserve a grave
When you finally get rid of me
Just let my corpse decay …unburied
– I do NOT deserve the luxury of a grave