The Luxury Of A Grave

On day zero my mother was expecting the worst
And out of my father´s ass I was born, feet first.

"Oh, no."

The most horrendous piece of feces ever forced
To be disposed of is what I was created for.

Oh, no...[I´m sorry that I was born!]...so wrong!

When death releases you from me
Just dump my foul remains on some near-by field
I don´t deserve a grave
When you finally get rid of me
Just let my corpse decay...unburied
I do not deserve the luxury of a grave.

My worthlessness is something there is no doubt of
I am a waste of the filth I was made out of.

How low...[I´m sorry I´m still alive]...can I go!?

When death releases you from me
Just dump my foul remains on some near-by field
I don´t deserve a grave
When you finally get rid of me
Just let my corpse decay...unburied
I do not deserve the luxury of.

Oh, no...a coffin would be way too nice
Oh, no...a see-through plastic bag will do just fine.

When death releases you from me
Just dump my foul remains on some near-by field
I don´t deserve a grave
When you finally get rid of me
Just let my corpse decay...unburied
I do not deserve the luxury of a grave.