I'm suicidal
Sure I'll say it out loud
It's easier to cough it up than to keep it down
It's a kind of survival
To look my fate in the eyes
If it's gonna come I might as well be the one
To go and give it a try
But oh! What a thought to have in the palm of your hand
To hold the weight of how it began
Oh, what a thing to do when you know it's all gonna go to plan
To hold the marble in your hand
What's there to be afraid of?
I'm just meeting an old friend
Come up from the earth and I'll go back again
Oh, but
What a thought to have in the palm of your hand
To hold the weight of how it began
What a thing to do when you know it's all gonna go to plan
To hold the marble in your hand
What a thought to have in the palm of your hand
To hold the weight of how it began
What a thing to do when you know it's all gonna go to plan
To hold the marble in your hand
The marble in your hand
In your hand, your hand, your hand
Your hand, your hand