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Rick Springfield

Suicide Manifesto

 

Suicide Manifesto

(album: The Snake King - 2018)


I woke up so damned depressed
There's a handgun in the drawer
I got up feeling dark again
Found a hangman by my door
It's another Black Dog Morning
I can't take many more
There's nothing here worth fighting for

Momma used to worry
Son take care of your mental health
Don't remember where I left it
Picking dust up on a shelf
God waits for me on the other side
At least that's what I tell myself
I got nothing here worth staying for

I aspired to something greater
What I expected I don't know
I used to be a fighter
Now I'm just a victim of the ebb and flow
Looking forward to the silence
When I cut my radio
As I kneel down broken on the floor

A voice in my car stereo says
The road is gonna drop
There's a dead end sign in front of me
Manned by a godless cop
It gets so bad sometimes
I just want it all to stop
There's nothing here worth living for

I'm yielding to the stronger force
I'm bracing for the blow
I see the traces of a fire
That burned out long ago
I've packed my bags
I'm ready for the great last picture show
It's nationwide my suicide manifesto

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