Death To Smoochy

This is not how I thought it would end The air is leaving me so fast I am alone, without a friend The world before me is vast My lungs are starting to burn This breath I am about to take, will be my last Forgive us our sins, just as we have forgiven those who have sinned against us. Do not let me go without correcting my wrong When they find out, my family will make such a fuss My list of sins is far too long Darkness is very near I can no longer feel There is nothing more for me to fear None of this seems real