February
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I would need this gun To complete my mission I would need this CD So I can listen A cell phone To say good bye Kleenex For my cry This is the sweetest suicide A car So I can drive A pin and pad To leave a note Alcohol To numb the pain Weed To fuck up my brain Maybe coke To thin my veins This is the sweetest suicide Photos To remember the good times A destination To do my crime The ocean Because I love it A watch To mark the time Farewell Goodbye I can't make up my mind This is the sweetest suicide I feel the wind blowing up my sleeves The ocean water touching my knees The earth is so beautiful To bad I have to leave The tide is high I take a swim Now I start counting Down to my sin The gun is loaded My letters wrote Blues are playing I take a line of coke Calls are made Messages sent I hit this weed And take a sip Splatter my brains And fall into the ocean This is the sweetest suicide Farewell Goodbye.
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