Come Right Back-NOT WONK

Why can't we end？ We've been already dead.

What made me stick to come right back？

Can't you feel the world's behind you.

All I can say is that come right back.

Leave me out of it

I've got nothing to see

Whatever, I don't want.

I'd rather fall into a coma.

Just let me be but come right back.

So many wasted iron skies.

And I waved my mind. I was sort of satisfied.

But I knew and got a feeling that everything was messed.

I'm not satisfied.