ONE SHOT
Must find my cleaning supplies
So I can make it shine
It has to be ready tonight
This pretty little pistol of mine
I put one in the chamber
One shot should do the trick
My life will soon be over
My heart will no longer tick
I can see it clearly now
The blood running through my hair
I enjoy all my suicidal fantasies
The thing is I don't care
How can others be so selfish
All I want is to die
They all say they love me
But that is just another lie
So now I've pulled the trigger
This was my very last ride
Maybe their love really was sincere
Because at my funeral they cried
So I can make it shine
It has to be ready tonight
This pretty little pistol of mine
I put one in the chamber
One shot should do the trick
My life will soon be over
My heart will no longer tick
I can see it clearly now
The blood running through my hair
I enjoy all my suicidal fantasies
The thing is I don't care
How can others be so selfish
All I want is to die
They all say they love me
But that is just another lie
So now I've pulled the trigger
This was my very last ride
Maybe their love really was sincere
Because at my funeral they cried
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