Oh, I think I want to die

This sore throat is enough to make a man cry

I can feel the razor blades inside

Pity there is only one way for the food to slide

First, I am hot

Then a minute later, I am cold

Shivering in front of the fire heat

Yet burning like a piece of meat

Oh, I think I want to die

Please don’t ask me why

Legs like jelly so it hard to walk

Shaking hands that can’t hold a fork

I know the other half is laughing inside

But not showing it – not hurting my pride

Oh, I want to die

Squashed like an annoying fly

Just take two tablets, four times a day

Are you sure, that’s the only way?

Of course, I would like to feel better

However, for now, I need a tea can you be my go-getter?