My head is calm like the ocean's shore,
I push the trigger and the gun goes off.
I accepted death,
I accepted my fate.
I know it will never get better,
my soul will stay bitter.
My cuts will go deeper
for every dog that has bitten.
I am not alive anymore,
my body is bleeding on the floor.
As my dead corpse lays in the pool of blood,
my favorite song still plays non-stop.