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Remember the time you saw me at that keg?
You came with a bunch of girls,
I went stag

Not feeling too great,
I got a ride to my place,
Pretty faced,
Could have seen better,
If my eyes had been maced

I made it to my room,
Thats when I said,
I can't do this anymore!
I'd rather be dead!

So I grabbed the bottle or pain reliever
Knowing I can't be with her
Wanting to relieve the pain I get when I see her

So that's what I did
Mixed alcohol with meds
Hand-full to be exact
To erase the thoughts in my head

Then I laid down,
Closed my eyes,
Saying to myself,
This is goodbye

One and only try
At a thing called suicide

But reluctantly I awoke,
The very next day,
He wont let me take the easy way out
God wants me to pay