[Verse 1]
When the youth die, we always say they passed before their time
But at what point in our life will they say that we just died?
And if I euthanized myself at the peak of my health
Would they still speak of me like they couldn't tell
The wrong from the right?

I bet they would call me kid
I bet they would call me innocent
Triggerfinger to the head and you just tell me when
And I just pull it in

'Cause I'm the first of a dying breed
And all I wanted was a dynasty
A poetry speaking honesty
But it ended back in indecision
And the misery of the mystery
Of what people would think of me
If I lived to twenty-something
And don't end up dying in my teens like

"Is it before my time yet? Ok. Just tell me when."

[Verse 2]
Because if all we had is how we're remembered
I'd burn a church down just to get trapped under
In a heroic suicide of trying to save another life
But I knew nothing was forming inside, it was my cover
And I'm up to my neck in nooses
And I don't mean to be a nuisance
But the inconvenient truce is found when all the fucking news says is: