| So how would you react if I was to tell you that I was gonna die right now
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| And how would you react if you were the one who put me onto this lifestyle
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| Kept cool for a longass minute
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| Shotgun the anger then hopped back in it
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| I didn’t want to do it, it was your fault
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| You were cold dog, I don’t like you and I admit it
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| What would you do if I died punk
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| I bet money you would not cry punk
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| And if I did die and you happen to show up to my funeral
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| I know you’d be lookin' at your time punk
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| Tryin' to see when I leave
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| Hopin' they hurry and put me underneath
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| I’m strugglin' to see a real reason to be
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| But I can’t that’s the reason I’m weak
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| Fuck increasin' the peace
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| If you do you wanna die tonight
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| I’ma walk into a building holding a stick of dynamite
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| And now it’s time to fight
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| I’ma wreck every nigga I come across
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| Until I see no sign of life
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| Is this what you wanted to see
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| People yellin', people screamin'
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| Lord knows I’m oh so satisfied
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| Is this what you wanted from me
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| I’m so sorry my dog, but this is just a game that you lost
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| I can’t explain why I’m surrounded by candlelights
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| And all of you oughta be crying
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| Sharing memories of me
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| Can’t whisper goodbye
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| Just flickering candlelights
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| And all of you oughta be gasping
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| Over this empty shell of me
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| I got a pistol named crystal, last name meth
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| She loves me and needs me but leaves me depressed
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| My friends say she feeds me death, but leaves me a pale
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| Skin rail thin zombie
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| She kills but calms me, thrills but haunts me, wants me
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| To never leave her side so I swallow my pride
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| Along with a razor blade tied to a pharma-
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| Ceutical attached to my unusual beautiful depression
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| Matched by a suicide obsession
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| Chop like the pains, so many cobains
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| Bangs of cocaine, sang with a propane
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| Rain with a gun cocked and aimed at my no name
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| Lame physical frame tie a noose let it hang
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| With a suicidal note and a sentimental quote sayin'
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| Sorry for this rope around my throat gotta let it choke
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| See you at the funeral
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| Death is love, in quotes
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| I can’t explain why I’m surrounded by candlelights
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| And all of you oughta be crying
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| Sharing memories of me
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| Can’t whisper goodbye
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| Just flickering candlelights
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| And all of you oughta be gasping
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| Over this empty shell of me
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| Don’t cry, I’m in the lights, the broken lights don’t cry
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| I miss you all, goodbye
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| Don’t cry, apologize, I filled your life
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| Now I’m trapped in broken lights, and broken lies
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| Goodbye, you all, a good goodbye
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| Goodbye, you all, a good goodbye
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| Goodbye, you all, a good goodbye
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| Goodbye, you all, a good goodbye
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| Time to go to sleep
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| Bury the machines will the free not see tomorrow
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| Flickering lights, sickening sights in my mind 'cause I can’t take no more
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| Time to go to sleep
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| Bury the machines will the free not see tomorrow
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| Flickering lights, sickening sights in my mind 'cause I can’t take no more |