Milky Max

(You praise the man who poisoned the well?)
In he walks
With his hands behind his back
He's that Barbie-movie Ken
He seems to have all that I lack
So I go to the zoo
And I go to the farms
I make my Noah's ark
With my own two arms
All my life
I just wanted to live
Now I gotta die
Just because of what I did
All my life I wanted to live
Now I gotta die just because of what I did
All my life waiting for this
Now I gotta die, frequent flyer in the crypt
There he goes
On the hooves of the cattle
With a feathered hand
Still clutching the rattle
Oh how lucky you must feel
Finally a miracle was real
I see that boy with a beak
Only born to then delete
Every morning I wake up
I know that I do enough
I've got hands in my pockets
Trying not to blow my bluff
Everybody says I won't
They don't know how far I'll go
I would take on any risk
Now I finally see that
All my life
I just wanted to live
But now I gotta die
just because of what I did
All my life I wanted to live
Now I gotta die just because of what I did
All my life waiting for this
Now I gotta die, frequent flyer in the crypt