slit my wrists
and cut my throat
they don't sound half bad

hang myself
or bleed to death
how about an overdose on meth?

sink into depression
learn how bad things will get
when you no longer hear my laugh

will you miss my smile?
the sound of my voice?
will you miss me at all?

nothing here to hold me back
the pain pushes me closer
to the edge of this cliff
the end of my life hear

don't shed a tear for me dear
things will be better than they are here
maybe you'll be happier without me here
i just wish my eyes wouldn't have to tear...

 
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