From The Twisted Mind Of Me

Chapter 1

Suicidal Minds

We have the same thing
On our minds
We both are dreaming
Of suicide

We've got the guns,
Now lock the door
We apologize for
The mess and more

We pull the triggers
On one, two, three
We're screaming
But our lungs can't breathe

We apologize for
The waste of metal
But we're happy
Now that this is settled

We had the same thing
On our minds
We both committed
A suicide

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