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A song I created. Contains deep, sad, angry lyrics |
Suicide Letter Verse One He sat writing a dear letter One that he knew wouldn’t make his life any better His last letter one that may make people cry He’s shed tears all his life he no longer cares if he dies And his family and friends won’t care to see again Only 18 and he wants his life to end The thoughts that cross his mind of rope or pills Which is easier, which one gives him less chills? He’s doing a service; He didn’t expect to be so nervous Death, he thought, was his entire life’s purpose His regrets he learned to handle on the surface But inside his regrets are tearing him apart He just hasn’t learned how to fix his broken heart For everyone who just left him out in the dark He’s writing this for you The people who loved him too Though you only loved him when you needed something for him to do Chorus(2x) It’s life, that’ll stab you in the back Yet call you its best friend what do you think of that And yet you believe it and it starts all over again That’s life and it’ll always fuck you over friend Verse Two He tries to remember all those lonely Septembers Those nights where he would stare at the TV forever It’d be hours before he went to his room to cry Put his head in his pillow and hope to die He hates his life; He hates the morning sunshine He hates the fact he’s contemplating suicide But he just doesn’t care anymore Keeps the music loud for the outside he learned to ignore Sick and tired of waiting for the right one to wash ashore Wishing he could remember waking up happy but now what for He picks up his pen and goes back to his letter Looking at his past isn’t gonna make him feel any better Hatred has been building up inside him forever He wants his blood to drop just like rainy weather He wants people to feel guilty for pushing him this way Though he feels people still won’t give him the light of day Chorus(2x) It’s life, that’ll stab you in the back Yet call you its best friend what do you think of that And yet you believe it and it starts all over again That’s life and it’ll always fuck you over friend Verse Three He sits thinking of some way to end his mayhem Looks at his wrist and wonders if he can just slit them Let the blood run like a stream onto the paper He believes this will make their guilt feel greater See the blood of their son on the words he wrote He looks at his last line at his last quote “By the time you finish this, the blood will have dried My body taken to a place underground to hide. I can’t sleep at night so I hope death provides the rest That I need to get. I won’t say goodbye to the people I hate I wrote this letter just to aggravate all of you for you know what you do.” He couldn’t think of one last line One last sentence that could stand that test of time His mind couldn’t come up with anything clever So he wrote a big FUCK YOU at the end of his suicide letter Chorus It’s life, that’ll stab you in the back Yet call you its best friend what do you think of that And yet you believe it and it starts all over again That’s life and it’ll always fuck you over friend |