I wish I could feel like people feel
I wish I didn't have a heart
That sits like a stone
In its jail of bones
Ready to be ripped apart
But yesterday I felt a funny thing
Maybe you know why
I'm losing the will
I'm losing the will to die
I thought I was done, I was way beyond
The solace at the sight of land
No flash of distress in the blackness
Everything beautifully planned
But suddenly I see searchlights
Maybe you know why
I'm losing the will
I'm losing the will to die
I've got pills and poisons
Hosepipes, knives and ropes in rare supply
But the notes I wrote are lonely
And the inkwell's going dry
'Cause I'm losing the will
I'm losing the will to die
Hooray, hooray, it's Saturday
Time to tie the noose
All praise to you, and your savagery
Your rope has another use
So happy I've got an aim in life
Maybe you know why
I'm losing the will
I'm losing the will to die
I'm losing the will
I'm losing the will to die
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