Paul D Jones - A Christmas Suicide Lyrics

Shivers, crying, desolate
Lonely, listless, disconsolate
Suffers, howling, harrowing
Tortured, broken, shivering

At Christmas, a note by the fireside
Addressed to the wife whom he couldn't confide
She had no idea how he was feeling inside
And the children, whose right to a father's denied

Can't find the will or a way to provide
He had nowhere to run to and less place to hide
Found in the forest devoid of all pride
Slumped on the ground with a gun by his side

He was sometimes a Jekyll and often a Hyde
Just a no-one society had cast aside
Another statistic
Just another statistic