I come in last or I never come in
Why won't anyone do something
I'm fucking dying

And it's alright
I'd rather sleep

I am empty and I won't fight
Carry me out, bury my mouth
Fill it up, so I can't speak
I'd rather sleep

Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing

I come in last or I never come in
Why won't anyone do something
I'm fucking dying

And it's alright
I'd rather sleep

Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing