Suicidism

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