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(Sample: Billy Joel's "We Didn't the Fire")
"Ayatollolah's in Iran, in Afghanistan
Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, metal, suicide..."

(Verse 1: Necro)
You wanna die intentionally due to your nature
You're impatient; death eventually
But you want instant
Suicide's been attempted; you're not if you meant it
And if you survive be labeled demented
And sent to expensive
Where they'll you stable with narcotics
to a table in a place full of psychotics
Locked in a room unable to bash your skull
Or yourself with a cable
It's like a fable
Depression has you, you're under the impression
best to put a Tech to your neck
And apply pressure to the mechanism
Now you figure it's less of a on the other side
Once you've died you can't come back if it
The unknown; the afterlife, and we go after we die
To find out before it's your time, you'd have to
Like Japanese pilots did for their
Believing there's something beautiful to the violent shit

(Chorus: 2X)
You did it! (Son, you did it!)
You put the gun your mouth and blasted yourself
And it, kid
You come back
You regret it, but you're
You committed a suicide, and whole head is shredded

(Verse 2: Necro)
Drinking cyanide? a beverage
Use a rod to tighten the loop of rope around neck
Just use leverage
Asphyxiation, brain
in half by a band saw
Take a second from life to stop and
I imagine the pain you feel
You're not a coward; you're
You allowed your head to be by a train wheel
Razor to the throat, methamphetamine
epilogue, end of scene, cut
You can in front of a truck and be a corpse in the street
And try to go out like Natalie Portman in "Heat"
Seven days at 20 degrees Celcius
Overdosage of barbituates, takin' a shit, like
Found in your underwear a gun in your hand
And a suicide note next to you, we'd understand
If got a problem, suicide will solve it
Check out the hook; Budd Dwyer with a

(Chorus)

(Sample: Budd Dwyer's suicide at a speech)
(stuttering) "When I..."
(Dwyer removes a from a manilla envelope, crowd panics)
Dwyer: "This will only a moment."
"Budd, no, please, please! Don't shoot it! Don't shoot it!"
Dwyer: "Stay back, don't, don't! This will someone!"
(Dwyer puts the barrel of the revolver into his mouth and upwards into his skull)
"No, oh my fucking god! Oh my god! (crying) Oh, shit, no!"
Crowd: "Alright, settle down! Don't panic, don't panic. call a doctor!
call an ambulance, a doctor, and the police!"