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Ninety Feet Down
No one to help me
To hide away my fears
Sure I have friends
And I hold them
But at a distance
So I don't hurt anymore
Would you think it wierd
If I asked you to
Pull the trigger for me
Hold to blade against my wrist
Hang that rope up for me
Fit my head into the noose?
No one to help me
To wipe away my tears
I'm so sick of the deceit
The pain of losing
Cruelty of the world
I'm just sick of living
Would you think it weird
If I asked you to
Force my head under the water
Pass me that bottle of pills
Or even push me over the edge
Watch me fall ninety feet down?
