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Picture yourself There in the snow turning blue Get used to that being you Picture yourself Blood from a cut on your wrist Checking for veins that you missed 'Cause suicide is murder You've got to have motive, means and opportunity Suicide is murder Premeditated, rehearsed tragedy Motive is key Count off the friends who would care If there are none then you're there Motive's a must Shame and self-loathing a plus Tickets for under the bus Suicide is murder You've got to have motive, means and opportunity Suicide is murder Premeditated, rehearsed tragedy Letras de cancionesBut beware 'cause anyone who knew you Will be cursed and part of them will also die There's no end to the asking of the question Why? So picture yourself What sums up all of your ills? Is it drowning? Or bullets or pills? Try to detach If throwing the pills down the hatch Or falling where no one can catch If Suicide is murder You've got to have the stomach for a heartless killing spree Suicide is murder Premeditated, rehearsed tragedy From Letras Mania