Twelve steps.

Stand clear, here's a dead man coming through. I've got one foot in the grave, the other kicks the bucket for real. That's not all. Ever since the age of ten I've tried twenty different ways to kill myself, and I'm tired of being a failure, I've got to succeed to bleed, so come on. Here goes nothing, and you can tell by the walk that I'm dying to meet my maker. And I've got twelve steps left of the program, I really think that we should talk. Here goes nothing, so many people to thank for that part of my bad behaviour. And I've got one shot left in the chamber.