Don't, Man
Suicide, is a permanent solution to a temporary problem that you may or may not have
Think about, all the people that will miss you, if you pull back on that trigger, blast a hole into your head...
Don't do it man, I said, "please don't go through with it"
Just because, you are feeling down and out
Doesn't mean a thing to me 'cause I have seen you do this to yourself
There are people with problems, bigger than you could ever imagine, yet they keep their heads up
We love you man, and we want you to get better
Break, into, a thousand pieces...
Scattered over the sandy beaches... on the sandy beaches...
What you need, is a very long vacation, visit all the places that you've only read about in books
Altitude, you are flying steady through the clouds, you can see your right now, elevated sense of self
What will you do, with all this time on your hands?
Telephone rings, you are calling me to ask me if I wouldn't mind lending you some money
I guess so, it's not like I could say "no," it's not like I was saving up for anything
Please come home safe, we're worried sick about you
Break, into, a thousand pieces...
Scattered over the sandy beaches... on the sandy beaches...
Don't... let me go...
I just don't know
Where I, belong, sometimes...
(But) I'm sure, that I, will be just fine
Break, into, a thousand pieces...
Scattered over the sandy beaches... on the sandy beaches...
Don't... let me go...
I just don't know
Where I, belong, sometimes...
(But) I'm sure, that I, will be just fine
Think about, all the people that will miss you, if you pull back on that trigger, blast a hole into your head...
Don't do it man, I said, "please don't go through with it"
Just because, you are feeling down and out
Doesn't mean a thing to me 'cause I have seen you do this to yourself
There are people with problems, bigger than you could ever imagine, yet they keep their heads up
We love you man, and we want you to get better
Break, into, a thousand pieces...
Scattered over the sandy beaches... on the sandy beaches...
What you need, is a very long vacation, visit all the places that you've only read about in books
Altitude, you are flying steady through the clouds, you can see your right now, elevated sense of self
What will you do, with all this time on your hands?
Telephone rings, you are calling me to ask me if I wouldn't mind lending you some money
I guess so, it's not like I could say "no," it's not like I was saving up for anything
Please come home safe, we're worried sick about you
Break, into, a thousand pieces...
Scattered over the sandy beaches... on the sandy beaches...
Don't... let me go...
I just don't know
Where I, belong, sometimes...
(But) I'm sure, that I, will be just fine
Break, into, a thousand pieces...
Scattered over the sandy beaches... on the sandy beaches...
Don't... let me go...
I just don't know
Where I, belong, sometimes...
(But) I'm sure, that I, will be just fine
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Writer(s): Dave Cahill, Kalma
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