I feel cold now boss, cold to my bones. There's no air here, and I'm all thirsty and drawn.
Guess you made me who I am, boss. but I'm unsure how I got here. I just followed you, I wanted to go with you boss, be at your side, but I'm heavy and bloated with the sickness, however familiar and warm. I need it now, boss, I need it more than you.
No way out now boss, the big empty for us, the big hole. See you on the other side, boss, don't bother to wait for me.
