ESCAPE

Inhale some poisons
 Drink down some more
 Miture of ammonia and bleach
 Then you lock your door
 It'll be over very soon
 I promise you wont suffer
 Your lungs will give out
 You'll never see another
 You don't have to be in pain
 You don't have to stay
There is an escape..
 Another...quicker way
 There is a bottle of pills
 That sit upon your shelf
 We know why that is
 Don't lie to yourself
 Go on, choke them down
 One by one
 There's only 3 left
 The job's almost done
 A tear rolls down your cheek
 Dear, do not cry
 You can't turn back now
 And there's no reason why
 
Precious Rukeyxsz (silhouette)
 
 
 
          
      
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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