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This feeling cuts me like a feline, with its claws in my hot flesh
I tried to bath it out with iodine, but the pain caused me such
distress
I drank a river of alcohol, took a pill poppin' pleasure
ride
One unhappy forlorn attempt at my assisted suicide
I woke up living, that's a bad sign, so I pulled the covers
overhead
I didn't even want to open my eyes in fear of the tears I'd
shed
My boss is ringing the telephone, my eyes so thick and tired
I rolled over and went back to sleep, had a dream I was being fired
My
depression is an old friend, well it fills me up inside
But don't leave cause I'll need your help with my assisted
suicide
I took a walk in the acid rain, to see if I could feel alive
I started thinking bout all that I've been given, in the
end I felt deprived
I wanna live like a mountain man, with a whisky bottle on his knee
Until the alcohol thins out my blood, and the more I drink the
more I bleed
My depression is a killing end, but I don't want to die
You know that I could never take my life without assisted suicide
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