Suicide, nothing strange, the conclusion of the shallow
Everything will change, if you hear the whispers of the shadows

Now you have realized you are a mistake
It can not ease the pain, you could not take
Never talk to a friend, they're all fake
For tomorrow, everything is at stake

Everyone thought you were flawless
Flaw after flaw, you proved to be useless
There are enough erasures for this drawing
It is time to get rid of hopeless things

A pencil, a pen, everything has fallen
A paper, a table, you proved to be unable
To a perfect end, a final last conclusion
When nothing can mend, it must be destruction

Yesterday you told your problems to wait
Now you must face them, carry the weight
You have been intoxicated with greed and pride
You fell, they laughed, you lied, they smiled

It is in death, that the best in you is seen
And in living they see bitterness and sin
As I pierce your wrist, do not grieve
For death is better than to be dead and yet live

A pencil, a pen, everything has fallen
A paper, a table, you proved to be unable
To a perfect end, a final last conclusion
When nothing can mend, it must be destruction

Face heaven and ask forgiveness from God
Tell Him you'd better die than to live sad
One pain for today to end the pains of tomorrow
A death to end all life's sorrow

There will be no more risks of failing
A hole in the wrist, now blood is flowing
Now that the ink is mixed with blood
As you watch your works be filled with the flood

The blood from your wrist flowed like the rain
Still, no bleeding can wash the stain
The blood's in the pen, the ink's in the vein
Catch your last breath, one final shot to the brain

A pencil, a pen, everything has fallen
A paper, a table, you proved to be unable
To a perfect end, a final last conclusion
Nothing can mend, death is the only solution

Now he's dead there's no one to blame
News has spread, many people came
Too good, he saved himself from shame
Too bad, he can not escape eternal flame

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