From Thunder Bay Bandwiki
From Decline's Downsizing album
makes me mad, makes me cross to think of all the things i've lost when i'm depressed just shut my eyes and have sweet dreams of suicide
hang myself, slit my wrists wonder what i'll think of next i'm not not fucked up i'm alright i'm in love with suicide
i don't want to wake tomorrow rather stay in bed i don't want to wake tomorrow from my sleep of death
when i look back on my life i've fucked it up you all were right there's nothing left i'm all alone so now i'll end it on my own