i’m waiting for a few folks

i’m waiting for a few folks/i love dearly to die so i can be myself

no, it’s not a phase, it's a part of me like my eyes devoid of hope

a thousand excuses you have to prove that everything doesn't exist

it's just me and myself waiting on the doors to hell to jump into blanketing fire

cause i know i don't deserve heaven

i don't deserve heaven

i don't

i

i'm waiting for a few folks/i dearly love to die so that i don't see

disappointed in me, for choosing myself over them/ heartbroken devastated hopeless

i want them to be with me but i love them so much that/ i don't want to drag them into profanity, my skin burning under the fire, blood drowning me, amber-raspberry reflections in my eyes,

i don't deserve your love

i don't

i

I'm waiting for a few folks I gravely love to die so that I don't have to choose between me and them.