كلمات Cold Murderous Music

Why don't you kill yourself Slit, your wrists Slit the right one Now the left. As a symbol for our end. Hang yourself in the stairs. Throw yourself in front of A eighteen wheel semi truck. Try to stick your pencil, up your nose And smashing it into a table Take a shotgun The barrel up against your brains Your head usually gets fucked anyway People, don't care. This is how life goes. Take a heroin overdose Your death is your extacsy And it beats lusting for me. Why don't you kill yourself Slit, your wrists. Hang yourself in the stairs. Throw yourself in front of A eighteen wheel semi truck. Try to stick your pencils, up your nose And smashing it into a table Take a shotgun And blow out your brains Your head usually gets fucked anyway People don't. care. This is, how life goes. Take a heroin overdose.