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A troubled teen contemplating a very crucial choice in her life. |
| I wonder how I'm gonna end it Should I sell my soul or just spend it Bang!With a gun I am dead Or with a razor bleeding red A rope tied around my little neck No blood splatters not even a speck Quite painful by means of heartbreak I've done as much crying as I can take Maybe I'll walk to the bottom of the sea Feeling the waves wash over me I'll end it all with this knife I'll see you in the afterlife My sadness has me on the edge And pain is pushing me off the ledge No use listening to my head With one slice I bleed and I'm dead |