Justified Suicide کے بول

Death is a constant, life just a prayer Some are successful, while others despair To end is so easy, to live is so hard Relentless depression is breaking your guard Your problem a small one, solution is clear Yet you continue existing in fear Why leave it up to the cold hands of fate There's really no reason to wait [Chorus:] It's always the darkest just before dawn Surely no one will notice the fact that you're gone Why leave it up to the cold hands of fate It's much too late Misery, lifeless, tag on your toe Reside in a freezer, to science you go In society's eyes, you need not exist In terms of importance, you're last on the list Hookers, junkies, crime & deceit A drawer in the morgue, a pleasant retreat Eternally suffer, eternally rest Make up your mind as to which would be best Bullet to brain or razor to wrist Or step off a building, you'll never be missed