A gun
Some pills
A knife
A bottle
Either will work
To put death in full throttle
I’m all used up
No reason to live
I can’t feel anything
Nothing left to give
Take me away
To a place better than this
I’m ready for serenity
Sweet everlasting bliss
Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 12:58 PM UTC
A gun
Some pills
A knife
A bottle
Either will work
To put death in full throttle
I’m all used up
No reason to live
I can’t feel anything
Nothing left to give
Take me away
To a place better than this
I’m ready for serenity
Sweet everlasting bliss
