Don’t you know I want to commit suicide
I want to be gone, this is far as I can go
Sick of your bullshit and lies. Let’s just end this dark ride
I can see right through your tasteless act, you know
Give me a sharp knife or some pills
I’m willing to die, I am willing to go to death
I am ready to soar over the beautiful hills
I can’t wait for my last painless breath
Leaving my pain, leaving my miserable soul
I want to be free to escape already.
This story is getting fucking old, I am going to make a dark hole.
I just want to cut my pale wrists, slowly and steady