The lovers look at me,
Deciding my fate,
Well what can I say?
It's never too late...
I got the rope and the fan...
I'm stood on the chair...
It's around my neck...
The lovers look at me,
Deciding my fate,
Well what can I say?
It's never too late...
I got the rope and the fan...
I'm on the chair...
It's around my neck...
I slip.
I fall.
I choke.
Everything goes white.
I change my mind.
I struggle.
I want it to stop.
The lovers look at me,
Deciding my fate,
Well what can I say?
It's never too late...
I got the rope and the fan...
I'm stood on the chair...
It's around my neck...
I want it to stop.
I want it to stop.
I slip.
I fall.
I choke.
Everything goes white.
I change my mind.
I struggle.
I want it to stop.
I want it to stop.
I want it to stop.
I WANT IT TO STOP
I WANT IT TO STOP
I WANT IT TO STOP
I WANT IT TO STOP
