Imagine a knife
That will end your life
Or maybe a gun
So you would be done
Maybe a rope
To end all hope
Or just drown
And as you sink down
You don't know
As you fall slow
If everyone's scared
Or if they cared
You think they're glad
But they're probably sad
That you are gone
And when it's dawn
Angels come by
And ask you, "Why?
Why did you do this?
'Cause everyone will surely miss
Your warm, caring smile
And your sweet style
They'll miss how you protect
And how you never disrespect
Now look what you've done
Ruining everyone's fun
Of having you here
And now they all fear
That your soul is now black
And you will attack"
Realizing what has begun
Just because of this one
One life destroyed
And the world is a void
Just because of you
Believing something untrue....
