Coma Beach - Suicide Season lyrics

A girl committed suicide On a sullen sultry summer's day And her friends, they didn't understand 'Cause she'd always been so good and gay It all began when she reached that age When it dawned on her there's no way out When innocence dies And shadows rise To impervious highs Day in, day out On the very evening that she crashed Her boyfriend told her they should talk But she just shook her little head And she went out for a little walk Alone with her fears Alone with her tears Her pills, a knife And six little beers She climbed to the top And didn't stop 'Til her head burst open With a plop Just a matter of where and when Suicide season's here again Close your tired eyes and then Suicide season's here again A boy committed suicide On an ordinary awful autumn's day And his mother couldn't understand How her life had turned so sad and grey It all began on that special day When his girlfriend shook her little head And she went out for a little walk To paint the black soil crimson red On that night before he slashed his wrists He had a dream of a broken spine So the following day He took a bath With a razor-blade At half past nine His mother found him - red water, lifeless Gone, dead Shivering and quivering She fell on her bed To have her last cup Didn't want to wake up And her husband drove to town And got drunk in a pub Just a matter of where and when Suicide season's here again Close your tired eyes and then Suicide season's here again A man committed suicide On a windy wistful winter's day And there was no one left to ask themselves Why he ended up in that bloated way It all began when he lost his son Then he lost his wife Then he lost his mind And his neighbours merely shook their heads While he tried to hide and seek and find On Christmas Eve, before he drowned He drank so much that he couldn't walk So he took his car And drove somewhere To find someone To whom he could talk There was no one there 'Cause people just care About cash and gossip And the clothes they wear He jumped into the stream To leave this madman's dream And desperately hoped to wake up With a scream Just a matter of where and when Suicide season's here again Close your tired eyes and then Suicide season's here again Self-consciousness is a curse