In my brain
I can't decide
Who I want to live.
In my brain
I can't decide
Who I want to die.
Mother, father please
Don't let those thoughts hit you.
Son and daughter breathe
Don't let those thoughts get to you
Standing in a hardware store
Nails on the wall.
Could they be in necks
Oh isn't that so harmful.
Mother, father please
Don't let those thoughts get to you.
Son and daughter breathe
Don't let those thoughts get to you.
Can we all just see
When the willing do fall through?
Can we just now see
When those thoughts they get to you?

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