six feet deep

Hey!

Do you see that knife on the table?
I dare you to pick it up
We can put on a show better than cable
Imagine the look on their faces
As you swing it around and scream
“God fucking help me! Wake me up from this dream!”

Then stab yourself

Sure, it might hurt
But to what you’ve been through, well,
It couldn’t be worse

Or how about this counter you’ve been leaning on?
Slam your head into it
Come on, it’ll be fun!

What do you have to lose?
Quit ignoring me!
You have nothing to prove!

It’ll only be a few swings
Until your skull caves in
You’re not even wanted at this party
Odds are they’ll just let it happen

Or maybe that window?
Just one quick leap
That's all you need
To be buried
Six feet deep