you can die layin down at the bottom of pools//or take seconds off ya life wit 50 packs of cools//you can slit ya wrist//or throw yourself from cliff//or put a little somethin extra in the middle of ya spliff//you can aim the heat at ya dome and blow out all that you believe-in//or cover your head wit a pillow until you no longer breathin//you could throw yourself in front of a train and get blasted//or hop in front of expressway traffic and cause havoc//theres a million and 1 ways to put your ya soul to rest//but why do it yourself//when you can get murked by someone else