| Sweet silence will bestow upon me soon
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| Alone, I sit, writing this in my bedroom
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| Candles flicker as the wind blows steady
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| With shaky hands my heart weighs heavy
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| Run it over in my mind and tell myself that
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| I’m ready to upgrade the situation from calm to deadly
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| Grab the blade and put it to my neck
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| Start to push it in, nope, not ready yet
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| Need another second to deliberate another way to go
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| Something way more artistic and a lot more painful
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| Sleeping pills, no that’s wack
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| They can pump your stomach and you’ll come right back
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| Have you sitting in a group with other suicide arrests
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| Reminiscing every minute and brush with death’s kiss
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| Not for me, I’ma never go back
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| You will see a blast of light as I fade to black
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| Now that you know that it’s time to go (die)
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| Whatcha gonna write in your death note (suicide)
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| If you tell me how the story unfolds (die)
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| Tell me what’s to cause your let go (and they say)
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| You never learned nothing
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| I never learned a thing
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| You never learned nothing
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| I never learned a thing
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| Don’t look out the window before you jump
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| And pump the shotgun before you (shoot)
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| Place the poison inside of that cup
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| And drink up
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| Now do us a favor when you end it all
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| Make no mistakes and don’t make a phone call
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| Just write your last words in blood on the wall
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| And we can read it all aloud when the curtain falls
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| Can’t turn somebody who wants to die
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| Into somebody who wants to live a lie
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| And if living a lie is such a bad bad thing
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| Why the goody goody’s always got a cynical grin?
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| Why they worried about us and our dark dark ways
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| The preacher got a Superbowl ring, he getting paid for sure
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| Spend it on a hooker and blow
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| And blow his own brains out on the hotel floor
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| Now that you know that it’s time to go (die)
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| Whatcha gonna write in your death note (suicide)
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| If you tell me how the story unfolds (die)
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| Tell me what’s to cause your let go (and they say)
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| You never learned nothing
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| I never learned a thing
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| You never learned nothing
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| I never learned a thing
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| Trigger happy, I never was too good winning
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| So I always missed my brain
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| And I can always be fixed again
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| So I will try to begin again from inside
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| Deep inside my mind and I tried
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| Crashing into friends with my ride
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| But in the end they all died and I’m still alive
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| Now I cut, chop every organ that I got
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| And I hung myself twice and it still couldn’t stop
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| This beating in my chest going boom boom boom
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| And I’m hoping that it’s over real soon
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| I did a balloon the size of a basketball
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| Full of amphenol fumes, it was like perfume
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| As I’m writing this letter I’m thinking it’ll be better
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| If I let 'em remember the reason I’m returning to sender
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| Now that you know that it’s time to go (die)
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| Whatcha gonna write in your death note (suicide)
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| If you tell me how the story unfolds (die)
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| Tell me what’s to cause your let go (and they say)
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| You never learned nothing
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| I never learned a thing
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| You never learned nothing
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| I never learned a thing |