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 fuk 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.
