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