Each night before I lay down,
I wish the Good Lord to take me away,
I feel like I am about to drown,
So that I won’t see but the grey,
I cry until I snore,
I don’t understand this life,
Anymore.
I just want to pull the hammer back,
Pull the trigger,
And kiss this awful life goodbye.
I could slit my wrists,
But that’s unoriginal,
The gun thing is overplayed,
And electrocution in the bath tub is too dramatic.
Hanging myself from the fan wouldn’t work,
After all it won’t support my weight,
I am afraid people will call me a dork,
So I got to go out with a bang,
Wrecking my truck is no option either,
Soon as I figure out the best way to die,
I shall be gone forever,
And my family will be rich,
And I will be dead.

 
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