The White Guy (Suicide)

Dagoba

The rain's falling... 
Flashes of light on your pale face, this face you hate 
Even the darkest sky seems to cry 
Tonight again you want to die 

Thousands of reasons to live 
So much pleasure to give... 

Spasms shudder down your spine 
Bitter saliva and a clouded vision 
Hesitation - fill your glass 
Smoke another cigarette (least but not last?)... 

Memories drive away the lies 
The dawn always reveals the light 

Shoot! 
Pull the trigger! 
Free yourself! 
Eat the gun 
Pull the trigger! 

Everything's here, the pen and the gun 
The bullet's prepared: shiny jewel... 
Do you have to write something for the ones you leave? 
Did they deserve it? Will they read it? 

The sermon becomes a lullaby 
While you choose your time to die 
Shoot! 
Pull the trigger! 
Free yourself! 
Eat the gun 
Pull the trigger! 

The rain's falling 
Flashes of light on your bloody face, this face you hated 
Even the darkest sky seems to cry 
Tonight... you died 

Memories drove away the lies 
The dawn always reveals the light 

Shoot! 
Pull the trigger! 
Free yourself! 
Eat the gun 
Pull the trigger! 
Memories drove away the lies