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Bullet in the Head

I have a gun here in my hand
it's under my control
I have a knife with a sharp edge
like you'll never know

I don't know quite which one to use
to become your wife
Or which would be fine and best
to disconnect your life

The gun has some advantages
like being quick and brief
The knife though has some good points though
like bringing pain and grief

The gun would disconnect your head
from the rest of you
The knife would cause you pain and hurt
with lots of blood spills too

It was quite hard to decide, which one to make you dead
So I slit your wrist and flicked the switch, and put a bullet in your head.

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