Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suicide Girl, artist - Army of the Pharaohs. Date of issue: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Suicide Girl |
| I don’t know what she’s doing now |
| Last I heard from her she said |
| She felt as if she should be dead |
| I guess in fact she usually does |
| I never could understand the fact she ain’t returned my calls |
| I was the only one that I told her I loved her through all the flaws |
| I would always be the one to show her light in the tunnel |
| I swear to God I need her back, I know she’s lost in the jungle |
| I know she need me, can’t believe we grew apart so quick |
| She loved trees like me, the way the New Eras fit |
| She loved Tommy Hilfiger, Rugbys, and Adidas |
| A match made before Heaven, why the feelings have to leave us? |
| But they didn’t leave my heart so fast |
| I still wish I had her near and had a beer for her glass |
| Even though I know that’s her downfall from the past |
| Still wanna shop for old time sake if she asks |
| Little shot of Crown Royale, maybe 151 |
| So if you see her let her know the plan to have us some fun |
| Well guess what? |
| Today front page of the daily news |
| My queen betting the beam dead right? |
| what the fuck? |
| I don’t know what she’s doing now |
| Last I heard from her she said |
| She felt as if she should be dead |
| I guess in fact she usually does |
| Ever see a jawn so confused and assed out? |
| She’ll suck any dude off chasing the cash route |
| She went from pompoms to kine bud |
| I watched the innocence transform, obsession to buying drugs |
| Little Tooty was a cutie, I swear God |
| Carmel complexion, good grade with a hair bob |
| Ten years later now she’s bobbing to head jobs |
| In and out of strip clubs like a career job |
| And she can’t see that she’s killing herself |
| Cause a couple dollars got this drunk feeling herself |
| It’s ill how this little girl could be ruthless |
| She can make a nigga with three degrees look stupid |
| She even tried to trick a couple dollars from Cupid |
| Emotionally it’ll drain your ass out till you’re useless |
| The price is high when you wanna ride |
| With a jawn that’s suicide, she’s a suicide, c’mon |
| I don’t know what she’s doing now |
| Last I heard from her she said |
| She felt as if she should be dead |
| I guess in fact she usually does |
| She said I must confess it turns me on when I cut my flesh |
| There’s nothing left, I’m hollow, I’ll follow death |
| If it’s a change from the mundane Mondays |
| You know my pain, I’m empty inside, my veins pump Novocaine |
| Sometimes I feel like life isn’t real |
| And my brain is too busy and my mind don’t ever heal |
| I could never shut it off so I’d rather shut it down |
| Do it right the first time, I ain’t trying to fuck around |
| And she smiles for her friends but the smile is a mask |
| Any memories of happiness are filed in the past |
| I can sit in my garage foot revving on the gas |
| A slash and a gasp or a violent blast |
| I don’t believe in Hell unless it’s what I’m in |
| I wanna free my soul, straight jump out of my skin |
| She exhaled and sighed, eyes opened wide |
| Suicide, it’s a suicide, biddy-bye-bye |
| I don’t know what she’s doing now |
| Last I heard from her she said |
| She felt as if she should be dead |
| I guess in fact she usually does |
| It’s so hard for me to explain |
| I guess she has a strange approach |
| It makes her seem beyond reproach |
| Until you find out what she is |