Suicide Song

Life is cashed, like the ash, in a pipe, in a piece, but at least, I’m unique, the mystique, when I speak, in my voice, in my choice, whether love, whether hate, I will regurgitate, I will re-incarnate, every rhyme that I make, every mind’s in a state, but when mine finally breaks, I will rewind the tape, and I find every scrape, and I clean and replace, and remove every trace, but the truth that I face, I will never escape, all this hate, all this hurt, in this space, on this Earth, is it worth, to be cursed, since the birth of my life, all the pain, all the strife, every day, every night, so I’m grabbing the knife, and I slice my windpipe, God I know this ain’t right, but I’m young and I’m ripe, life is black, life is white, it’s a flight, to the light, in the sky, and I tried, but I tried, and I died, but I died…

This is my suicide song
Sing along even though it’s wrong
Even if I’m gone and dead, carry on ahead
Cause baby, I’ll never be back again

Don’t you ever forget, don’t ever forfeit!
You quit out like this, than you will never be missed!
…But it felt good to die, smelt like formaldehyde
And for my alibi, I plead guilty
I can’t abide alive in this filthy, pitiful wasteland
So I set the barrel besides my mind and waste it
I pissed on the best of days
I’m pissed that he passed away
Pissed that I get so pissed and I act in rage
I’m sick of the clapping rain
Aspirate from the lack of drains
So I stick all this aspirin back in my crashing brain
Maybe I act insane
Or maybe I’m actually Dane

This is my suicide song
Sing along even though it’s wrong
Even if I’m gone and dead, carry on ahead
Cause baby, I’ll never be back again

Those prayers, God’s heard it
For moments you feel worthless
Your purpose is sure worth it
Pure waters get murky
When life gets dirty
Clean up in a hurry
Before you get buried
God’s kept me strong, He’s kept me this long
Despite this dead song
My grass has grown out so fast on this lawn
A pawn that’s conquered kings
I’ve dawned a dozen dreams
Have loved a million queens
Ventured a billion things
Wrote songs to be sung
I want to bear a son
Raise him under the sun
Love him and live fun
Then die when I’m done
I’ve webbed what I’ve spun
It’s my life folks, I only live one!
And I’ll live by this before my own gun!
So bang! bang! bang! that’s all folks, I’m done

This is my suicide song
Sing along even though it’s wrong
Even if I’m gone and dead, carry on ahead
Cause baby, I’ll never be back again
This is my suicide song
Sing along even though it’s wrong
Even if I’m gone and dead, carry on ahead
Cause baby, I’ll never be back again

Soooo
Sisters and brothers
Fathers and mothers
I’m seeing new colors
Friends and lovers, self-inflicting each other
Hidden under the covers, packaged under wraps
Feeling washed in a gutter, injured caught in a trap
If you’re suicidal, please take a glance in the Bible
So in conclusion, suicide is not the key
I’ve met plenty who’ve attempted… including me

I like it. Personally, it sounds about like an emo song (which it most likely is) and I like that kind of music.

This was pretty good, especially for your first shot at this.

I can imagine the rhythm and beat and it sounds like it'd be a good song.

Nice job!

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That......was..........so.......INCREDIBLY AWESOME!!!! I freakin loved it!!! It was amazing! I want
to be able to write that kind of music! I want to write that good!!!Oh but because of the "emo" theme
you probably want to steer clear from Gadi because all he does on this type of writing is give it bad
criticism.....not to point out anything bad, but it is a bad habbit....Anyway OMG!!!!!!! You have to
teach me how you came up with that! It had such a strong message that reached out to so many
people! I don't think that you will have many bad critics because of how good it is but you know.....what
do I know? Good job! I don't think you need any editing!

Well for an almost "EMO" like theme
i think it was really good particularly liked the phrases you used
is this Supposed to be a song? it has a catchy ring to it]
SO i like it!

"Soooo

Sisters and brothers

Fathers and mothers

I’m seeing new colors

Friends and lovers, self-inflicting each other

Hidden under the covers, packaged under wraps

Feeling washed in a gutter, injured caught in a trap

If you’re suicidal, please take a glance in the Bible

So in conclusion, suicide is not the key

I’ve met plenty who’ve attempted… including me"


I like the message you're getting across here
Suicide certainly is NOT the Key!
But in most times it is hard to fihgt the Thoughts?
Others surely would not disagree