Take the knife to your arm,
Don't worry it can't cause much of a harm.
Take the rope around your neck,
For only then it won't hurt like heck.
Take the gun to your head,
You'll never live your life in dread.
Take the pills and wash them down,
With some alcohol then you'll be bound.
To your own sweet fate,
Which will no longer have to wait.
To finally get out of this fucked up life,
Hey, why don't you start with the knife?
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