You are mocking us
And the way we cope...

You put the gun in my hand.
You made me leave here...

I don’t know where I stand
With you my friend...

I want to die,
And I can say that...

How can I thank you,
When I owe you my life...

I would jump in front of a train
To end my searing pain...

I shall not last the week,
Things are beginning to fade...

Listen to the rain,
Can you hear it...

I came to you for help,
I was calling, reaching out to you...

Sometimes when I
feel really sad...

Father watched you sleeping,
He stood in the door...

I shall kill myself upstream,
So my blood gently flows...