They told me to get my heat so I got mine them mothafuckas that made that hit Now we only got the mini mack in the trunk sawed off and the 45th but im
I tried to commit suicide I had a gun in my mouth, and a tear in my eye Where's my mothafuccin' daughter at Thinkin' about the next place I can slaughter
Wine is fine But whiskey's quicker suicide is slow with liquor Take a bottle drown your sorrows THEN IT FLOODS AWAY TOMMOROW!! Evil thoughts and evil
Voce pega um cigarro Me poe na boca E no sentido de arriscar outro cigarro Voce nao come nao tem fome Isso e verdade Ou ou Ou Voce e um rock roll suicide
out of things to say Machine chaos and custom fitted cancer Searching for an answer Suburban kiddies' fear When your pager reads 911 American suicide
on the highway Maybe they'll catch me and maybe they wont It really doesn't matter i just had to do things my way Yeah, yeah, I might just commit suicide
My friend, She wants, To be a suicide girl. I'll take her picture, For the whole wide world. I've known her for a long time, You could say that I'm a
on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette The wall to wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget Oh, you're a rock & roll suicide You
Sick of people, no ones real Sick of chicks, they're all bitches Sick of you, you're too hip Sick of life, it sucks Suicide's an alternative Sick of
is myself But I've shot someone else No way out, suicide No way out, suicide No way out, suicide No way out, suicide Suicide, suicide, suicide Suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide
One razor to our unknowing wrists One length of rope above your bed One drop of poision in our veins One last night with your face Please say yes I want
what's happening, she's not there just silence, the writing's on the wall this is not another sad story this is just another heart in tears this is not
for the Sunday afternoons And sleep comes to everyone Everyone maybe, yeah, but you And I had this one figured out That's why the suicide machine is
to be the one you turn to now i'm just the one who hurt you i don't wanna go through life knowing that i made you cry that would be suicide Verse 2 Just
Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time, come on just snap snap snap your fingers for me. Good good, now we're making some progress come on just tap
I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be a little rain sometime When you take you gotta give So
Breaking, myself There?s something about myself I can?t control Yet it happens time and time again when I?m trying to be Well I smash it down and break