Onsind Suicide Is Painful chords

Suicide Is Painful by Onsind

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Cataclysmic visions, I get palpitations at night, 
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I dream about some floating poet, then I get up and I write, 
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And while I'm sure some write to feel content, and keep away the madness, 
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the reason I keep doing this is to document my sadness, 

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When I'm awake, I'm losing self-esteem, 
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but when I drift away to sleep I have these self-important dreams. 
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So please, chase me up the stairs just one last time, 
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nip me on the ankle, and tell me that we're fine. 
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Tell me that we're fine. 

I know it's pathetic in a world with so much pain, 
I'm feeling sorry for myself but I can't seem to shake this shame, 
so I act like I'm impervious to the shit that's thrown my way, 
and I know I shouldn't care, but I feel hideous today. 

When I'm awake, I'm losing self-esteem, 
but when I drift away to sleep I have these self-important dreams. 
So please, chase me up the stairs just one last time, 
nip me on the ankle, and tell me that we're fine. 
Tell me that we're fine. 


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Would you believe it, Sylvia Plath and me, in a rubber boat, out at sea. 
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Hunched against the cold; we were tired and we were old. 
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We shared abridged biographies and told dirty jokes as our extremities started to freeze,
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clouds overhead, I hung on every word she said, she said 
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"is it the sea you hear in me? 
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It's dissatisfactions, or the voice of nothing, that used to be your madness" 
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it'll soon be dawn, so hurry up and row, 
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or is it that you've got nowhere else to go, 
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I can see you lonely behind the eyes, I can see you, 
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and in a sense, I used to fucking be you, 
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and one day you'll be me, and maybe then you'll see, 
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some boats weren't built to float, so hurry up and row...