A piece of rope
Tied to a knot
Secured to a ceiling fan
Or a tree branch
Maybe a random board below the ceiling
Standing on a chair
Thinking of all the misery
Thinking of all the pain
Think of it this way
It's a necklace
But there's a twist
You jump
Don't worry
It'll catch you
Look to the door
See that no ones coming and you jump
Tied to a knot
Secured to a ceiling fan
Or a tree branch
Maybe a random board below the ceiling
Standing on a chair
Thinking of all the misery
Thinking of all the pain
Think of it this way
It's a necklace
But there's a twist
You jump
Don't worry
It'll catch you
Look to the door
See that no ones coming and you jump
