Swinging

Thinking of swinging from a thread
Coiled tightly around my neck
Will an exposed pipe hold the weight of my fears

Thinking of jumping from this spot
Well, it's 52 stories 'til I hit the mark
Will the concrete waiting absorb the strain of the years

Bright lights are flashing, they hold me to my spot
I've got 2 seconds to get away or 52 until I drop
Well, the whole thing is swinging, it's a vicious and ugly curve

Electrocution where I lay
The taps are running and the radio plays
Will the water rolling absorb the strain of the shock

Shake that carcass, that used to be your life
Before it consummates its love with an exposed pipe
Will the water rolling absolve you from all the things that you're not

If you really want to do it, do it slow
Real pain is the only way to go, you've got to
Savour that flavour, self-destruction's a most attainable game

Pick yourself up, develop an addiction
Alcohol's a good one combined with sports, hunt and fishing
Whole thing is vicious, it's a most peculiar game

Shake that carcass, while it's hesitating
Before it consummates its love with the concrete waiting
Don't fool yourself into a quick and foolish end

Now, if you're happy with your life
Roll over, kiss your children and then your wife
And say, "Jesus Christ, I'm glad I never have thoughts like that"