Why do you make me feel so bad?
and why do you bother to act so sad?
Well, you created it
You created it
I believed in it

Cease to exist
Cease to exist

Raise your, raise your cup
and struggle, struggle
You got to struggle
Make your toast to all your trouble
You got trouble, yeah

Cease to exist
Cease to exist
Cease to exist
Cease to exist

I swear

Crossroad, crossroad yourself to death
and carve the well worn path a deep gravel red

Cease to exist
Cease to exist

Cease to exist on your Christmas list ness