Текст песни Children Of Bodom - Not My Funeral

Let me get this one flat out straight
Illuminate it's not too late
Since when did you become a god?
You might be right, I've been tattered
'N torn, self destructing since I was born
So what's that got to do with you?
Close yet far - I've gone now
Safe and sound - I don't know how
Knuckled under - never giving up
And it all goes to show what exactly
So much fun when you can tell me I'm done
Such a sweet unchaining song
Whisper me softly that I'm gonna die young
Before you do take a look into the ground
It's not my funeral
If you rip my life apart in not time
I'll put it back together in 2.5
How's that for punctuality?
Since you wanna fuck me over
And I know you do
Better be aware I'm gonna fuck you too
But you should by now be schooled in that very piece of my mind's obscurity