'Til you decide to stop,
Despite the connections that yet bind you,
You've ev'ry right to crop,
Perhaps you've grown tired of society,
Its convoluted ways,
Maybe you are worth more dead than alive,
With unreasonable bills still to pay,
Existence may too be a blip in time,
No beginning or end,
Ev'rything 'round be gone one day,
So who really cares when?
Just be yourself,
You've ev'ry right to be,
If you're the type to leave when you get bored,
Then, by all means go 'head, leave the party.