See I’ve got these suicidal tendencies
and they’ve gotten me in trouble
I’m not allowed to be alone
It’s like I’m trapped inside a bubble

I had this habit of carving my skin
and they think that’s not okay
I can’t play with sharp things
They’ve taken them all away

I once played with fire and you can guess what happened
it got a little out of hand and I burned myself and others
So now I’m forced to sit and shiver
For my flame they did smother

I liked to tie knots in this old dusty rope
and when one day I tried to see if it’d catch me
They took my rope and hid my belts
So now my pants hang to my knee

One time I took some pills
to see what they would do
But they pumped my system clean
And stole my bottle of gin too

I always was a fan of heights
and when I tried to see if I could fly
They locked my in this padded room
Where I can’t even see the sky

The final straw was when I had this gun
and I held it to my temple
The trigger wouldn’t ******* squeeze
And now they treat me like I’m mental

Cause I’ve got these suicidal tendencies
people have started to judge
I’m just like you, only I don’t care
If I’m alive or cold to the touch

If I could fly away
You know that I would

I’d leave behind this cold existence
Feel the wind give it’s sweet resistance

I’d set my cares free
and learn what it meant to simply be

Cut the binding iron strings
and focus on the breeze beneath my wings
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I’d break the chains that kept me here
Forget the sense of hatred and fear

Dive into the world I’ve imagined in my dreams
and embrace the sun’s bright, golden beams

If only I could fly away
You know that I would, how could there be doubt
When you’ve seen what I’ve withstood

I’m sorry  this is who I am
And I’m sorry you don’t understand
I’m sorry for the way life works
And I’m sorry for the way you’ve hurt

Forgive me for the many wrongs
Found on this forsaken earth
Forgive me for the suffering
And for those who’ve never known comforting

I apologize for the millions of deaths
Of those who were too young
And I apologize for the way you felt
When you realized the hand you’d been dealt

I’ve come to terms and understand
These things are not my fault
But for you I’ll take the blame
And bare the weight of your horrendous pain

I’ll give credit where it’s due
You really had me fooled
Your little act was so convincing
The ******* world was enthralled

Who could’ve guessed
The secrets you’ve been keeping
So your life was an open book?
What are these chapters I’m just now reading?

When your life is a lie
You can’t afford to relax
One little slip-up
And you’re suddenly unmasked

Now who is there to love you?
When you’ve pushed us all away
With your lies and deceptions
Revealing how easily you betray

The skeletons in your closet
Are coming back in full force
They’ll drag you back with them
Like a raging dark horse

Back into the darkness you’ll go
With nothing but your misery
To be your constant companion
And erase your bitter memory

It’s all happening so fast
The panting breath, roaming hands
The clothes strewn floor, tangled limbs
I know this isn’t what we planned

But it’s happening now and I want to say
Before you quietly sneak away
I don’t regret a single thing
I only wish that you could stay

And when I pass you by
We’ll share a secret little smile
And relive those fiery moments
That made it all worthwhile

Is this what I get for actually trying
A slap in the face by the one I called mine
I guess this teaches me a lesson
Never let your true feelings shine

I should’ve known better than to get my hopes up
I’d heard the word about you, but I let it go
Why should I believe them, when you said they were lies
Who was I to know you were just putting on a show

When you said forever, I really thought you meant it
I was new to this game of love
I placed all my trust in you, just to have you **** it
Like I was standing on a mountain and felt you shove

One day I’ll move on
These wounds will have healed
But for the rest of my days
My heart will be sealed

Tick-tock* goes the clock
You’re running out of time, my dear
Life waits for no one
Wasn’t that made perfectly clear?

Where life is in a rush
Death takes its time
It knows you can’t escape
So it carefully plans your demise

How does that make you feel
Knowing either way you’re ******?
Is it possible for the living to make it through
Without feeling our time is corrupt?