Take me back to that floor
Let me lie there
Curl up in a ball and die there
Let my tears flow until they're no more
Let my hunger grow until I'm no more
Let the roaches take me away
Oh how I dream of the day
The day in which I'm no more
The day I die on that floor
When the last tear dries
When the last roach dies
When the last part of me is drug away
That will be the beauty day