Standing out on the edge of the building watching the traffic below
Smoking a joint and thinking of jumping, life sux i'm ready to go
Below me a crowd starts to gather around
Cop cars and news camera's too
I just cant get out of this pain i'm in and
I dont know what else to do

They tell me depression runs in the family, well that doesnt help me much
Sometimes i feel like i'm so uninvited, like something so out of touch
We're already in hell as far as i can tell
Just listen to the people scream
A cop on the bullhorn telling me i got so much to live for
I wish he'd get to the point
I'm almost through with this joint

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