The Sweetest Sucide

I would need this gun To complete my mission; I would need this CD So I can listen; A cell phone To say good bye; Kleenex For my cry; This is the sweetest suicide; A car So I can drive; A pin and pad To leave a note; Alcohol To numb the pain; Weed To f up my brain; Maybe coke To thin my veins; This is the sweetest suicide; Photos To remember the good times; A destination To do my crime; The ocean Because I love it; A watch To mark the time; Farewell Goodbye; I can't make up my mind; This is the sweetest suicide; I feel the wind blowing up my sleeves; The ocean water touching my knees; The earth is so beautiful To bad I have to leave; The tide is high I take a swim; Now I start counting Down to my sin; The gun is loaded My letters wrote; Blues are playing I take a line of coke; Calls are made; Messages sent; I hit this weed And take a sip; Splatter my brains And fall into the ocean; This is the sweetest suicide;