Verse:
Plummeting I'm stomaching
What's in my face
Going up than going down
The staircase
I grew up with an unpleasant
Past I want to erase
I stop
To breath
Stop
To talk
Stop
Talking to
My parents
I never enjoyed
As a boy
I was well annoyed
Overjoyed
Gasping for freedom
At last it has past
Eighteen years
It took
To get to the place
I am to
End up on
The staircase
10 years in the force
Air cadets only
Type cadet I would
Be
Is a shallow delusional one
You see
Stories told to be
Retold and watch
Fold
I just lost my game of
Poker
I lost my face
Self hates
Self hates
Self hates
Lots on this plates
Besides honeydew
And little bears
I pull on through
These bars of life
Present tense
Always stressed
Got the wife
A birchwood ring
The birds sing
Hallelujah
And kumbaya
My native tongue
Be ojibwe
Only a quarter native
Nothing special
Something special
More like ocd
Anxiety
Mentioning
My problems
Over to you
Hoping you'll
Learn to love me to
As my world keeps slipping
I shot a...boy today
In the forest
Why did he have to stay
I didn't mean to slay
A 9 year old boy
I am hanging by threads
Yelling at my wife
Yelling at my son
Hating myself and
My life
I can't handle the
Stress
I can handle success
But never the work
Involved
I get too dreamy
Lots of people
Look up to see
And I say why
Do you wanna be me?
Lost the job today no more
Policing mountains
No more trees
No more leaves
Only losing
My wings like
Icarus
And my mistake in life is
Taking that boys life
Years ago
Lost so much emotion
Now he so predictable

End hook:
Stairways to heaven
If that is the case there
Would be seven
But there is only
Twelve I have to delve into
To receive the truth. X 2

Outro:
The penalty
For the murder of
Wilson Patrick Nelles
Age 9
Height 5’2
Weight 110lbs

Is an act punishable by law
You have the right to remain silent
And try not to act violent
We will see you and the jury in
The court of law at 3:33 PM