In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Sunday, May 12, 2019
suicide hotline
I been walking down these crooked streets
looking for someone to meet
I've been searching everywhere
for quite a while
I don't worry, I don't fret
I haven't given up just yet
but I've got the suicide hotline
on speed dial
just in case I get the blues
the feeling I was born to lose
all my hopeful dreams are in denial
I spend my life unafraid
of guns and pills and razor blades
I've got the suicide hotline on speed dial
give me liberty or give me death
give me time to catch my breath
I ain't guilty
I ain't even on trial
I've seen luck, both good and bad
but when I think back on the life I've had
I need the suicide hotline
on speed dial
just in case my luck runs out
more bad news than I can count
being positive has never been my style
I spend my life with nothing left
but drugs and booze and petty theft
and the suicide hotline on speed dial
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