Lyrics:

Suicide; Ordinary World ('06); Trk 16

And I've been thinkin' about eatin' bullets; A sweet, sweet feel of the trigger as I pull it; and bury a bullet, somewhere deep inside
(x 4)
I've been con-tem-platin' hanging a, kick of the chair, and my feet are dangling, and all of my worries, disappear tonight. And I've been stumped on the thought of jumpin', how high must you climb for a fatal dumpin' of, all of my worries and woes, over the side
(x 4). There's no more reason to cry. Oh, (x 4)


Oh, (x 3); suici-ah-ah-ah-ah-ha, ah-ah-ah-ah-ha, ah-ah-ah-ah-ha, ah-ah-ah-ah-ha, ah-ah-ah-ah-ha, ah-ah-ah-ah-ha, ah-ah-ah-ah-ha, ah-ah-ah-ah-ha; oh, suicide