Suicide

Suicide Lonely.

I feel so lonely I could die.

If only I weren't so lonely,

I would cry.

The wrong's turn to right,

The darkness is my light.

With my eyes bright open wide...

There's something in the air,

And it smells like suicide.

Hopeless.

I feel so hopeless in my head.

I'm hopeless,

Rope, cope- and dopeless,

I'm in the red,

That's what I said.

My days are breaking up,

And I don't like waking up,

Cuz I feel so very tired.

There's something in the air,

And it smells like suicide.