Great post, Alan. Maybe I was a bit harsh. But I can't help but feel that even if you have "had enough," it's not an excuse to take your own life. I know Curtis struggled with health problems, but the bleak outlook in his music -- and despondency is a part of the human condition; I accept that, and it's certainly valid in art -- coupled with his sad end is so devoid of anything positive that I find it difficult to rally round the cause. Just not for me.
Well its been building up inside of me
For oh I don't know how long
Deep down inside
I can't stop thinking
Everything is going wrong
When she looks in my eyes
She doesn't realize
But she says "It's not you, baby"
It's not me, baby
I would never take my own life
It's not me, baby
I guess I should've kept my mind shut
When the voices said, "You've not got long"
At first I turned a deaf ear to them
While my friends warned me that drugs were wrong
I can't stand being alive
So I just wanna die
Though she says "It's not you, baby"
It's not me, baby
I would never take my own life
It's not me, baby
Now all the doctors come and ask me
If I've shut the door on suicide
Psychosis causes an imbalance
And prevents you seeing from outside
Now drugs are history
The rest is up to me me
She was right: "It's not you, baby"
It's not me, baby
I would never take my own life
It's not me, baby