Scott Hutchinson wrote a song about his own suicide in the Forth. 10 years later on the 10-year album anniversary tour, he killed himself in the Forth, to a fucking T.
So you just stepped out
Of the front of my house
And I'll never see you again.
I closed my eyes for a second
And when they opened
You weren't there.
And the door shut shut
I was vacuum packed,
Shrink-wrapped out of air
And the spine collapsed
And the eyes rolled back
To stare at my starving brain
And fully clothed, I float away
Down the Forth, into the sea
I think I'll save suicide for another day.
And I picture this corpse
On the M8 hearse
And I half run away to sleep
On a rolled up coat
Against the window
With the strobe of the sun
And the life I've led
Am I ready to leap
Is there peace beneath
The roar of the Forth Road bridge?
On the Northern side
There's a Fife of mine
And a boat in the port for me
And fully clothed, I float away
Down the Forth, into the sea
I'll steer myself
Through drunken waves
These manic gulls
Scream it's okay
Take your life
Give it a shake
Gather up
All your loose change
I think I'll save suicide for another year.
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Went and killed himself soon after this performance of his own suicide song.
Nothing makes me sob quite like this broken genius.