Slow way

I hold the knife like a bird seeking its prey i look at my vain a tear rolls down my face should i go or should i stay thats the question dont you see my life is full of pain my head feels like heavy weight or should i die the slow way no more love songs i will sing because you're gone like the wind so now i see the knife closer to my vain another tear rolls down my face should i go or should i stay or should i die the slowest way and in no ones heart i will remain