The thought of suicide Put the gun to my head Put the knife to my neck Put the pills to my mouth The thought of suicide Jump off a building no screaming Put a plastic trash bag over my head Yes thanks am done am gone am dead The thought of suicide blows my mind I wouldn’t do it if I was doin fine in this life of mine But it comes a time and I know this is my time to die The thought of suicide runs threw my vains exceeds thew my brain The thought of suicide is in my mind |