Least you may be destroyed by me

Trouble come down on shoulders quick
And put a hymn of neon upon my lips
Now that I'm spiralling into the void
My atoms split as loves reward
For the ten percent I can't afford
Well maybe I'd fly free as a bird

And without sleep
Without remorse
We're stuck on head-on collision course
But my plate's already full
Of selfish people with selfish desires
And don't climb so high
That you can't come down
To tumble now
Is to surely die