[Soule]

I feel ya, life's a trifling bitch without remorse,
I've been divorced and forced to work at the store.
Wanted to be a wrestler, dreams became deformed,
did MMA for awhile and then COVID came of course.
It's never how you want it, something has to give,
whether it's money in my wallet or a razor at my wrist.
Death sounds much sweeter, least it makes sense,
you wouldn't worry about fevers or paying rent...