Don't forget your bodybag

I should never be allowed to own a gun

because I might actually use it.

Self Conclusion

Fade in, start the scene
Enter beautiful girl
But things are not what they seem
As we stand at the edge of the world

We all flirt with the tiniest notion
Of self-conclusion in one simplified motion
But the trick is that you're never supposed to act on it
No matter how unbearable this misery gets

I would be lying if I said that things would never get rough
And all this cliche motivation, it could never be enough

You could stand here and try to convinve me all night
But what good would that do?
Your offer still stands and now I must choose