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It's suicide by percentages
Self mutilation by degree
Deny their intervention
Leave the decision up to me

Keep your lines and needles
And your clinical decor
Save your phony bedside manner
While I show myself the door

Why not save your vicious cocktail
For those who want to live
For those that have a purpose
And have something left to give

I choose to leave with dignity
With honour and good grace
And my grip upon this medal
Having run this human race

To those left still to battle on
Who'd rather stand and fight
I wish you well and all good luck
So long, adieu, goodnight.....