I'm Already Dead

The gun is to my head
Why should it matter?
I'm already dead
I'll take that enternal sleep
And live my afterlife
Happily

I'll take my time one day
So I'll push it out of the way
I'll show you what it's like
To live through my nights

With thoughts too plenty
Anger at it's best
Struggling and panting
Just so I can rest
I stay up late
Arguing myself to sleep
Crying and dying
So tomorrow you won't see

The gun is to my head
Why should it matter?
I'm already dead
I'll take that enternal sleep
And live my afterlife
Happily

I've pushed myself too far
Can't you all see?
The aggression
I've been letting out of me
Can't you tell
I've been pushed over the edge
All of my emotions
Except anger are dead

The gun is to my head
Why should it matter?
I'm already dead
I'll take that enternal sleep
And live my afterlife
Happily

I've gone over it in my head
Think what should be done
But I'm already dead
All is left
My body should be gone