Why Life? 

Why have life when there's Clorox and Ammonia?
Catch a cold, then the flu, and then pneumonia,
Why choose life, when you have the chance to die?
Put a gun to you head, pull the trigger, and oh my!
Next thing you know you are going through a tunnel,
Going through like oil going through a funnel,
No one likes you, why stay here?
Get some poison, and get some beer,
Drink them together to avoid the taste,
and make it taste better than wallpaper paste,
Go out famous like Kurt Cobain,
Put a gun to your head and bye bye brain,
Blood splashing all over the wall,
Your friend picks up the phone to make a call,
to 911, to tell them about your brain,
and tells them to hurry, because they are going insane,
You've committed a crime, and your case is pending,
Put a gun to your head to bring The Ending! 
 
 
  

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