Seems like you planned it
You had it all figured out
A cheap bottle of scotch
A little orange box
To rid the last of the doubts
The voice inside demanded
On every shivering/heaving breath
You tried standing tall
Breathing through the gall
It never let you rest
Free like an eagle
Free from it all
Now you’re feeling
That fuzzy feeling
You’ll soon get away from the void
Free from it all
I will not condone it
Nor will anyone I know
You disregarded their voice
You didn’t give them a choice
When you decided to go
I wish you could know it
What you left behind
We would’ve given our best
I hope you found your rest
Forever on our minds
Free like an eagle
Free from it all
Now you’re reeling
From the feeling
That you’ve made a terrible choice
Free from it all