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To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure.

There’s no more holding on.
No more holding back.
You’re just in time for my final act.

There’s a knife, there’s a gun,
I’ve got some pills and some booze,
Tie myself to train tracks,
Or hang from a noose.

Either way, this will all be over soon.
The next time you see me,
I’ll be on the evening news.

I’m wide awake
I’m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever.
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure.
There’s a wake.
Closed casket, open seats, with black roses surrounding a picture of me.
My mother.
The only one who weeps over a tombstone that reads,
“Out of his misery.”


I’m wide awake
I’m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever.
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure.
There’s no life flashing before my eyes.
I’m dying to see the other side.

You did this to me.
You’ll see.
You’ll be sorry.

I’m wide awake
I’m wide awake, but I dream I sleep forever.
To escape I would take my own life just for the pleasure.
There’s no life flashing before my eyes.
I’m dying to see the other side.

You did this to me.
You’ll see.
You’ll be sorry.

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