Borderline: under my skin.
I wake up in A&A, being treated by paramedics with no delay
‘-Faster, sister’, ‘-We’re losing her!’, I hear a white concerned face whisper
Who are they talking about so loud? Who are all those people in this crowd?
Why are they leaning over my face? Why is it so cold? What is this place??
‘-I am sorry to say that Ms Melville has died. Call for forensics, was it a homicide?’
Deceased? Me? Hey, am here!- I scream, but they don’t seem to hear….Is it all a bad dream??
-‘I’m sorry for your loss; no need to argue the toss,
No investigation is needed,
A life-long addiction preceded
She was psychotic, neurotic
Despotic, into BSDM and erotic
With rich history of soporifics abuse
An official enquiry into the death is of no use
She was heavily addicted and bipolar
Sir, there’s no need to holler
She struggled with insomnia, obsessive-compulsive disorder
Had suicidal tendencies and inclination to ponder
Big ideas as well as issues poisoned her brain
She died in her sleep, felt no pain
No, there are no discrepancies or doubts
Sir, please don’t shout, I know you doubt
But’-
Wait, Daddy you here? Tell’em it’s a smear!
I am right here, stuck! Don’t disappear!
‘-Her heart’s still beating, but brain is dead’
Hold on! What was said?? I’m not dead!
Dad, tell’em, I’m right here! Go ahead!
-‘As much as I would love to help…’
Fuck you, let go off me, don’t yelp!
-‘Now she’s gonna join 27 club
That she used to fantasize about…’
You stupid twat, I’m alive
Just gimmie a few secs to revive
Unfold my wings and fly
I didn’t die, Dad, don’t cry!
Who is this evil persona?
Am I in a coma? I just wanna
Wake up fucked up today
Blow this stupid doc away
I guess this all drug shit
Took an unexpected twist
Hanging in between life and death
Trying to catch my last breath
Imma prove them wrong,
I am here and I’m strong
What the fuck, where’s my luck
Escaped death so many times before
When she was knocking on my door
They might think it’s my demise
But surprise, surprise!
It’s my rebirth in disguise
Imma never give up,
Fuck, take away this crazy slut!
What is she up to? Injecting shit?
What’s that pill? I gotta spit it
Is it crime they intend to commit?
You won’t shut me down,
No, fuck off with this gown…!!
Dad! Wait! Where are you going?
My fear’s growing as they keep on throwing
My things, my possessions and belongings away
Dad, don’t go! I’m here! Stay!!!
Why are they coming at me?
I can’t see, what’s that key?
All right, I get it, they wanna lock me down
I frown as they try to drown
Everything that I ever was
What about my laws??
Everything I could ever be
Misty, wake up! One, two three!
Soon it’s gonna be too late
When we get past this gate
Oh no, is it a mortuary?
It’s gross, yuck!, so glary
Why did they pronounce me deceased?
What have I done? What have I missed?
Is it too late for me now?
They wanna prep me somehow
An undertaker comes, showing his thumbs up
‘-Well done boys!’, ‘You’re done!’
‘-Now we’re gonna have some fun!’
‘Staging her overdose was a piece of a cake
Nobody noticed that her results were fake!’
His voice is hoarse and he shows no remorse
As he approaches my corpse, I am mortified
The crazy doc and the undertaker are allied
I gotta get away, do something and escape
I scream inside my head as he starts to rape
Me! Fuck, no! Somebody help!!!
I wanna mock his little cock and puke
Then the crazy dock gives him rebuke
‘-Look,’ he says, ‘We both took that crook
Let’s share her’, he said and shook
Fucking hell, I can’t bear this smell
Is it them on me or me already rotting
I ponder as I start plotting my way out
Shouting out my lungs with no sound
I need to divorce reality, this fatality
C’mon, Misty, switch off, black out…
Wait! What was that all about?
Where am I? In my bed? What’s wrong with my head?
The doc and undertaker are gone- great but why…?
Oh I get it now, I didn’t die, I was just high….
