The End
I know how this works
I have had suicide on my mind
You keep saying hurtful words
Yeah you keep saying the worst kind
I try to listen to the birds
And pay attention to nature
But you left me dying in the dirt
And now I’m looking for the cure
You left me needing medication
And yes I’m sure this is how I want to go
I want to leave this terrible nation
Put the gun to my head you already know
It’s like going on a vacation
You already know what happens next
I’m not actually happy, it’s just an imitation
I explained it all in my text
I’m on the boat of life
I’m bringing the future to the past
I’m bringing peace to this war of strife
And going top speed and releasing the mast
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