Suicide, suicide, everywhere you turn
Shootings, stabbings, watching people burn.
This is where we live, a deep, dark place
You can't tell you wants to, by looking at their face.
The one's you'd never think, are the ones that always dream
The ones that you suspect are the opposite of what they seem.
The drugies, the honor students, all could end up dead
WIth just little shot to their fragile head.
Your friends, the ones you like to hang around
May be the next to end up six feet underground.
There's no hint or even a tiny clue
To show you the ones that really want to.
They'll take their knife
And with one deep cut, lose their only life.
They will take a gun and put it to their head
And pull the trigger and spatter blood on their bed.
But then it's way to late
And they're already decided their simple fate.
Suicide, suicide everywhere you look
You never know who wants to until their life is took.
Suicide, suicide everywhere you see
But you'd never suspect the next victim, to be me.
 
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