1, 2, 3, 4
My body, I can't feel no more
5, 6, 7, 8
Always filled with hate
9, 10, 11, 12
This world is a living hell
13, 14, 15, 16
Crippled, and non existing
17, 18, 19, 20
I better run, I know you're coming
21, 22, 23, 24
Someone's banging on my door
25, 26, 27, 28
It's the police, they have come for me
29, 30, 31, 32
No more crying, I'm done with that ****
33 34, 35, 36
I have hung the rope, and said my goodbye's
37, 38, 39, 40
I have jumped, and I have died
41, 42, 43, 44
45, and so much more
as I fell, they just yell
"I HOPE YOU GO TO HELL!"

1, 2, 3, 4
My body, I can't feel no more
5, 6, 7, 8
Always filled with hate
9, 10, 11, 12
This world is a living hell
13, 14, 15, 16
Crippled, and non existing
17, 18, 19, 20
I better run, I know you're coming
21, 22, 23, 24
Someone's banging on my door
25, 26, 27, 28
It's the police, they have come for me
29, 30, 31, 32
No more crying, I'm done with that ****
33 34, 35, 36
I have hung the rope, and said my goodbye's
37, 38, 39, 40
I have jumped, and I have died
41, 42, 43, 44
45, and so much more
as I fell, they just yell
"I HOPE YOU GO TO HELL!"

There is a time for everything
A time to give up.
A time to end.
There's also a time to be sad.
Right now is my time.
Wish me luck.
It's time to redo everything.
I'm starting over.
I'm getting happy.
The plane that I was supposed to be on landed.
And didn't burn to ashes.
Yeah, I might have missed the flight.
But I'm fine.
'Cause there's a new type of plane.
This new plane takes you.
Up.
Up to see the heavens.
The light.
People call it suicide.
But I call it life.
This is my time.
Wish me luck.
It's time to redo everything.
I'm starting over.
I'm getting happy.

My last day I had to live.
Was all peace and quiet.
Before they came up to me with a rope.
Saying run and jump like in the movies.
An hour later they came again.
Handing me a knife.
Saying just a little cut or three.
Two hours later.
They came up to me.
Handing me duct tape.
Saying try not to scream.
Four hours later.
They never came back.
It was just me and things they left
I tied the rope around my neck.
And duct tapped my mouth.
Trying not to scream.
I took the knife, and started to bleed.
I ran and jumped, just like a queen.
Before I knew it.
I was gone.
And all I heard
Was a sad, sad.
Song.

My last day I had to live.
Was all peace and quiet.
Before they came up to me with a rope.
Saying run and jump like in the movies.
An hour later they came again.
Handing me a knife.
Saying just a little cut or three.
Two hours later.
They came up to me.
Handing me duct tape.
Saying try not to scream.
Four hours later.
They never came back.
It was just me and things they left
I tied the rope around my neck.
And duct tapped my mouth.
Trying not to scream.
I took the knife, and started to bleed.
I ran and jumped, just like a queen.
Before I knew it.
I was gone.
And all I heard
Was a sad, sad.
Song.

They say to hide my scars
But I don't want too
They say it's OK
But it's really not
They say I'm crazy
But I'm completely sane
They say that I don't try hard enough
But I try my hardest at everything
They say I don't know what pain is
But I fight battles everyday
They say who am I battling
I say myself...