I woke up in a dark room,
Found a recorder in my hand,
I tried to get up but couldn't stand,
“Hey mercury I want to play a game”
The fucking bastard even knew my name,
The voice said that I haven’t been really alive,
And this is a test to bring me back to life,
He said that I’d always lived with indifference,
Didn’t appreciate my simple existence,
He said that there’s a bomb right near my heart,
I should cut myself before it tears me apart,
And I have 3 minutes before I blow and pop,
And time starts when the clocks stop,
I sat there in bewilderment, then I smiled,
Maybe this idiot knows my name,
But he hadn’t known that I’d won his game,
I had killed my heart years ago,
Nothing more would happen if my organs blow,
I’d been dead from birth,
I’m still dead even as I breathe,
It’ll all get better,
As my body will lie in the ground beneath.
As my body will lie in the ground beneath.
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