Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be;
The pains that are withheld for me,
I realize and I can see.
Suicide is painless,
It brings on many changes,
And I can take or leave it if I please.
Try to find a way to make
All our little joys relate
Without that ever-present hate
But now I know that it's too late
The game of life is hard to play,
I'm gonna lose it anyway,
The losing card I'll someday lay,
So this is all I have to say.
The only way to win is cheat
And lay it down before I'm beat,
And to another give a seat
For that's the only painless feat.
The sword of time will pierce our skins,
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger, watch it grin.
A brave man once requested me
To answer questions that are key,
Is it to be or not to be
And I replied "Oh, why ask me?"
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