Suicide is Painless
Through early morning fog I see
The visions of the things to be
Their pains that are withheld from me
I realize, and I can see
That It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it
If I please
The game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card I'll some day lay
So this is all I have to say ...
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