[00:29.86]The paper called it suicide
[00:31.76]
[00:35.93]A bullet from a forty-five
[00:39.46]
[00:44.29]Nobody cared and nobody cried
[00:48.15]Don't that make you feel sad
[00:49.95]
[00:56.41]Peter brent combed his hair
[00:58.76]
[00:59.80]And sent for the police
[01:01.42]
[01:03.39]Policeman came took peters name
[01:05.90]
[01:06.52]God may he rest in peace
[01:12.01]
[01:13.52]No one saw the note beside the body
[01:18.07]
[01:41.63]No one knew the problems
[01:42.39]
[02:00.58]But my god
[02:01.59]
[02:16.78]Suicide
[02:17.08]
[02:42.79]The body remains unidentified
[02:45.94]
[02:47.06]Forgotten in a file
[02:48.30]Like the letter that was blown aside
[02:52.88]
[02:53.94]Don't that make you want to smile
[02:57.11]No one was really satisfied
[02:59.41]About number eighty-one
[03:02.31]
[03:05.06]The autopsy proved that peter lied
[03:08.42]But they never could find the gun
[03:18.88]
[03:19.52]No one saw the note beside the body
[03:23.85]No one knew the problems
[03:26.79]
[03:28.79]But my god
[03:29.23]
[03:42.15]Suicide