Suicide Note - The Warlocks

I was in another mood

and I only wished, to talk with you.

I was trying to tell you that,

that I need you more than I can say.

Dont’cha worry sweet angel.

It’ll all be over soon.

I’m too weak to fight, too week to care;

And it’s a secret anyway.

It’s been a dream, a real gas,

and I bid you all, goodnight.

They may take me down this hall,

and hopefully I’ll tune out soon.

I want to, in my suit,

bid you all a farewell.

I’m so tired, Lord knows I tried.

I hope that you will find-