is this my final goodbye
The night i changed is still so clear I swallowed those tablets with no fear It was to end, the crying cutting and blank stares To end the pain of living in despair To stop the questions that i do not know The question whether I want to go The answer is yes So leave me be The answer is yes So let me be free What’s the point I am useless What’s the point I am hideous What’s the point I am ever so numb What’s the point, i can’t feel no more My senses are vanished My heart is dead All my happiness has completely fled I’m gone already, just let me go It will be over before you know Hear I hold the knife of terror The one who will be sure I’m gone forever The one who seen me through such dark days The one who’s relieved all my pain
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