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Hell.
I took a few too many.
It was an accident, maybe.
In one day, you should take only four.
I only took five more.
I go to bed, drowsy from the Vicodin.
Whoops! Knocked down the lamp again!
Everything went dark, but only for a minute.
I am dead, I'm sure of it.
Suddenly, there I am.
At the golden gates, when BAM!
God all mighty, standing right there.
Only thing He said was "you don't belong here."
Suicide is a major sin.
So Heavens guards won't let me in.
Down I fall, right through the ground!
The first thing I saw, a demon hound.
Holding his leash, standing tall
Was the devil, horns and all!
Well, guess I'm in hell.
That explains why I fell.
Never thought it'd end like this.
Left to burn in a fiery abyss.
Stuck in hell, and to cause me pain,
They make me watch my funeral again and again.
I see my father mourn, my mother cry.
Never thought they'd care if I died.
My sisters, so beautiful in black.
Laying roses, filling every crack.
I never thought it would be this bad.
But sitting in hell, I can't help but feel sad.
What's worse is knowing that my last words,
My goodbye would never be heard.
It was an accident, maybe.
In one day, you should take only four.
I only took five more.
I go to bed, drowsy from the Vicodin.
Whoops! Knocked down the lamp again!
Everything went dark, but only for a minute.
I am dead, I'm sure of it.
Suddenly, there I am.
At the golden gates, when BAM!
God all mighty, standing right there.
Only thing He said was "you don't belong here."
Suicide is a major sin.
So Heavens guards won't let me in.
Down I fall, right through the ground!
The first thing I saw, a demon hound.
Holding his leash, standing tall
Was the devil, horns and all!
Well, guess I'm in hell.
That explains why I fell.
Never thought it'd end like this.
Left to burn in a fiery abyss.
Stuck in hell, and to cause me pain,
They make me watch my funeral again and again.
I see my father mourn, my mother cry.
Never thought they'd care if I died.
My sisters, so beautiful in black.
Laying roses, filling every crack.
I never thought it would be this bad.
But sitting in hell, I can't help but feel sad.
What's worse is knowing that my last words,
My goodbye would never be heard.
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