Stella - Before I Turn

Hanging by the neck,

suspended by the throat.

The world I picture’s better,

but I’m choking on the rope.

There’s nothing you can say,

to save me from despair.

So don’t come in 'til morning

and let me kick this chair.

Fuck!

Nobody knows me,

they’ll just know that I’m dead.

They’ll know the sick thoughts that plagued my head.

I’ll write it in a letter,

but no one else will see,

but my mother and my father while they’re begging on their knees.

Please god, not my daughter!

She was just fifteen,

not your child to slaughter.

Mother of god, open your eyes!

Don’t leave me darling,

come back to the light!

Love me, somebody!

Love me, somebody!

Please, fuck!

Nobody knows me,

they’ll just know that I’m dead.

They’ll know the sick thoughts that fucked with my head.

Love me, somebody!

Love me, somebody!

Please, fuck!

Hanging by the neck,

suspended by the throat.

The world I picture’s better, but I’m choking on the rope.

There’s nothing you can say

to save me from despair.

So don’t come in 'til morning and let me kick this chair.

Please god, not my daughter!

She was just fifteen,

not your child to slaughter.

Mother of god, open your eyes!

Don’t leave me darling,

come back to the light!