The hideous prospect, constantly replaying
What if I up and faded away?
What if it were to happen today?
And I don’t mean visualize the worth of my life
The tears shed, the funeral they’d throw me
All the sweet things they’d say on the pulpit

I mean think of all the loosened threads
That’d lead to a point without an ending
No lessons learned, No glory gained
Unsavoury and unsatisfying to say the least
I’d walk out and their perception would be left intact
“The little shit head toerag, never good for owt”
Their vision will be immortalised for all time
That I didn’t have the talent to tie my shoelaces
I’d never get to see their stupid mugs
As I would slip form behind the smoke
Onto centre stage of a pristine coliseum
Like a prosecutor with the fingerprint results
It’s there in plain view, all the bias, all the bullshit
Trapped in your filter, distorting your view
Cos I’m standing a hell of a lot higher then you
To think of being late to THAT appointment
Courtesy of faulty brakes on a Ford Focus
Really materializes the time limit in my mind
I know these things take time, you gotta be patient
But these words can’t express how tragic it would be

If anything were to cut this story short

Lnc0