The longer I wait
the more time I have
Slower to the finish line
Maybe I'll die here
Maybe I'll die here

The dry desert heat will melt her bones
Drag the beetles from the dirt
And me from my home
Just try and stand
Then you'll see
The world as a poisonous gas
As you walk it with me
Maybe I'll die here
Maybe I'll die here

These winters get cold
but not nearly as cold as you
These summers are hot
But I face the heat
Standing barefoot
As the ground boils my feet
Maybe I'll die here
Maybe I'll die here
Maybe I should just lie here
And take care of myself