You sit there and
Look up at the clouds
Thinking God, will I make it through this?

You think sometimes
Would be better if I were to lay down and die?
Well guess what…this is your suicidal lullaby

You wake up in the morning and say God help me make it
Through this day.
Just stop and think…

You might think its better for you to die, but if you did think
What you’d do. Think who you’d you hurt, make cry just like you. Would that help? Will it stop the hurting?

You think sometimes
Would be better if I were to lay down and die?
But don’t, stay with us one more day,
Because this is your suicidal lullaby

I’m writing this
From every part of my heart,
For those who feel like just giving up,
Lying down,
Stopping the pulses,
Jumping the bridge of life,

Well don’t. Just think. Would it make it any better? You might stop crying, but you’d make someone else start.

Now, lay down,
Fall asleep,
Wake up tomorrow,
And the next and the next

This is your suicidal lullaby…