It\'s time to depart as of right now.
Maybe I\'ll leave this world unnoticed tonight.
I\'ll dream of places like Vegas,and Broadway.
And they\'ll fade away with the city limits,right outta sight.
I guess I can keep my eyes open for a little longer.
To take one last view of this toxic sane world I will leave.
My eye lids feel pretty heavy,my body feels so numb.
I wipe the sweat off my face with my sleeve.
I grasp my hand around the handle of the gun.
Fingering it,feeling one last time,the gripping of my hero.
gettin\' up to turn on my webcam,I resume my previous position.
with the gun pointed to my right temple,my thoughts are changing like an old dial radio.
Lost deep in my own thoughts I cannot find.
Sweat dripping from head to toe.
I have my finger ready to pull the trigger,
wondering where I\'ll go.
Lying there,behind closed eyes thinking.
Will I remember what all happened in this life?
It\'s not like I\'m a cat..I ain\'t got no 9 lives.
even if,will I commit suicide once again in my next strife?
sweating bullets now,racing across my face,
i mutter to myself \"why?\"
i pull the trigger with all signs of happiness,gone w/o a trace.
the red light on the webcam,still on,as the gun loosened,my dead weighted arm fell to my side.
