Obituary's son Will anyone miss me when I'm gone? Will anyone mourn Obituary's son? I'm in a glass house with no stones to throw So I use my fists (So I use my fists) Even blood itself has a home So I kiss my wrists You wouldn't believe me if I told you what I've seen No amount of water can wash these blood-soaked hands clean Sometimes I want to (Sometimes I want to) Sometimes I want to (Sometimes I want to) Sometimes... I want to rid the earth of any semblance of me Sometimes I want to (Sometimes I want to) Sometimes I want to (Sometimes I want to) Sometimes I want to disappear silently I want to disappear Let me disappear, let me disappear I want to disappear Let me disappear, let me disappear I want to disappear Let me disappear, let me disappear I want to disappear Let me disappear, let me disappear Well, it hurts to laugh, and it hurts to cry And it hurts to look another man in the eyes And it hurts to live, oh God, but it hurts even worse to die Sometimes I can't believe I'm still alive Will anyone miss me? Will anyone mourn? Will anyone miss me when I'm gone? (I won't be) Another suicide, another life undone (Obituary's son) But I turn away the loaded gun Another dance with death, another battle won (Obituary's son) But I'm still alive, so take your hands off me But I'm still alive and kicking, so take your hands off me So take your hands of me