Take your dope, drink your drink
Just for a minute stop and think
When u've ended your life as you will do
What will those left think of you?
A selfish being, uncaring friend
only thinking of you right to the end
with no real excuses for the grief you cause
for the ones who you left to mourn their loss
So put it out just put it down
Be really strong, don't be a clown
pick up the phone or get down and pray
because someone somewhere will help today.
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