Suicide Manifesto - Rick Springfield

I woke up so damned depressed, there’s a handgun in the drawer

I’m kinda feeling dark again, found a hangman by my door

It’s another black dark morning, I can’t take many more

There’s nothing here worth fighting for

Mama used to worry, «Son, take care of your mental health»

Don’t remember where I left it, picking dust up on the shelf

God waits for me on the other side, at least that’s what I tell myself

I’ve got nothing here worth staying for

I aspired to something greatr

What I expected, I don’t know

I usd to be a fighter

Now I’m just a victim of the ebb and flow

Lookin' forward to the silence, when I cut my radio

As I kneel down broken on the floor

The voice in my car stereo says the road is gonna drop

There’s a dead end sign in front of me, managed by a godless cop

It gets so bad sometimes, I just want it all to stop

There’s nothing here worth living for

I’m kneeling to the stronger force, bracing for the blow

I see the traces of a fire, burned out long ago

I packed my bags I’m ready, for the great last picture show

It’s nationwide not suicide manifesto