They whisper "one more day"
I wait, I whine, I stare, confined to a
Bleak prison cell, then they clip on the leash and
Death's scent slithers down my throat.
A needle, just a little needle, pain is ending,
Why don't you love me anymore?
You said forever, but I'm evidently just
A nameless number in a dirty cage,
The Green Mile for me 'cause I'm not
Little and cute anymore, you said forever,
This isn't forever.