Aimee Mann - Suicide is Murder

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Picture yourself
There, in the snow, turning blue
Get used to that being you
Picture yourself
Blood from the cut on your wrist
Checking for veins that you missed
Cause suicide is murder
You’ve got to have
Motive, means, and opportunity
Suicide is murder
Pre-meditated, rehearsed tragedy
Motive is key
Count up the friends who would care
If there are none, then you’re there
Motive’s a must
Shame and self-loathing a plus
Tickets for under the bus
Cause suicide is murder
You’ve got to have
Motive, means, and opportunity
Suicide is murder
Pre-meditated, rehearsed tragedy
But beware, cause anyone who knew you
Will be cursed, and part of them will also die
There’s no end to the asking of the question:
Why?
So picture yourself
What sums up all of your ills?
Is it drowning, or bullets, or pills
And try to detach
You’re throwing the pills down the hatch
Or falling where no-one can catch
Cause suicide is murder
You’ve got to have
The stomach for a heartless killing spree
Suicide is murder
Pre-meditated, rehearsed tragedy