Frustration is getting the best of me
Trying to die isn't easy as it seems
I throw myself from the tip of my blade
Why is it so easy for those gays to get aids?
It's been three whole weeks of procrastination
Now I'll take the plunge with no hesitation
Because there's only so much that one man can give
I stand here empty handed with no reason to live

Depression
Depression

Depression
Depression

Well, they say that every dog has its day
But the obituaries never print my name
So I'm forced to decide my own extermination
Whatever the price I will learn my lesson
I feel this pain in the pit of my stomach
A pain that's so great, it's hard for me not to love it
Perhaps it's the maggots starting to devour
Organ by organ, hour by hour

Depression
Depression

This is getting so easy
Give it to me

Depression
Depression

Ah
Ah
Ah
Oh

Depression

Put me out of my misery
If you call yourself a friend
Put me out of my misery
Put a bullet in my head

True friends don't let true friends suffer
Pump the lead into my brain
Every night I pray to mother
Come to me and ease the pain

Put me out of my misery
If you call yourself a friend
Put me out of my misery
Put a bullet in my head