Cut your veins until blood drips
From your wrists to finger tips

One sharp knife to your skin
Full of sadness but contains a grin

Insanity is just the way of life
You realize as you hold that knife

Take another pill, no, perhaps two more
To go along with the last four

All mixed up with drugs and *****
To give a life you want to lose

Twenty stories higher to the sky
If you don't fly, you'll have to die

To everyone you know, you won't say 'goodbye'
Because those who made you cry .. are why you want to die.