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(Sample: Billy Joel's "We Start the Fire")
"Ayatollolah's in Iran, in Afghanistan
Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, metal, suicide..."

(Verse 1: Necro)
You wanna die intentionally due to your nature
You're impatient; comes eventually
But you instant gratification
Suicide's been attempted; you're not if you meant it
And if you survive be labeled demented
And sent to somewhere
Where they'll keep you with narcotics
Strapped to a in a place full of psychotics
Locked in a rubber room unable to your skull
Or hang with a cable
It's ironic a fable
Depression has infected you, under the impression
It's best to put a Tech to your
And pressure to the trigger mechanism
Now you figure it's less of a prison on the side
Once you've died you can't come if it isn't
The the afterlife, and where we go after we die
To find out before it's your time, you'd have to
Japanese pilots did for their cause
Believing there's something beautiful to balance the violent

(Chorus: 2X)
You did it! (Son, you did it!)
You put the gun into your mouth and yourself
And it, kid
You come back
You regret it, but you're
You committed a suicide, and your head is shredded

(Verse 2: Necro)
Drinking cyanide? Choose a
Use a rod to tighten the loop of around your neck
use some leverage
Asphyxiation, hemmorhage
in half by a band saw
Take a from life to stop and laugh
I can't imagine the you feel
not a coward; you're brave
You allowed your to be decapitated by a train wheel
Razor to the throat, methamphetamine
epilogue, end of scene, cut
You can jump in of a truck and be a corpse in the street
And try to go out dramatically like Portman in "Heat"
Seven days underwater at 20 Celcius
of barbituates, takin' a shit, like Elvis
Found in your underwear with a gun in your
And a note next to you, hoping we'd understand
If you've got a problem, will solve it
Check out the Budd Dwyer with a revolver

(Chorus)

(Sample: Budd Dwyer's at a press speech)
(stuttering) "When I..."
(Dwyer removes a revolver from a manilla envelope, panics)
"This will only take a moment."
Crowd: "Budd, no, please, please! Don't shoot it! Don't it!"
"Stay back, don't, don't! This will hurt someone!"
(Dwyer puts the barrel of the into his mouth and fires upwards into his skull)
Crowd: "No, oh my god! Oh my god! (crying) Oh, shit, no!"
Crowd: "Alright, settle down! panic, don't panic. Someone call a doctor!
Somebody an ambulance, a doctor, and the police!"