Handzum $Uicide

Deranged from the blood stains all over my brain Just another day, this killer train is ridin' down your way I'm fucking starting to unthread, these voices that's in my head I got a romance with the dead that's sleeping in river beds, uh Damaging my organs, to me, they just ain't important I'm a different kind of breed, the one that don't even breathe The one you ain't gotta feed, just rob and take what I need Fucking product of the $uicide, fucking spawn of Satan Cuttin' on my wrist, while these women fornicating I'm debating to take my life, forsaken by sacrifice Mistaken for something nice Pile of ashes is my final form Got a roll of duct tape, and a rag soaked in chloroform Flies swarm because my body's warm, shatter the urn See me blowing in the wind like a scattered storm Grey matter splattered in front of the corner store Saw that when I was 14, walking around the second ward Send him to the seventh floor Ended up with floor seats to something I didn't want to see Now that scene is in my head every time I go to sleep When I dream, I rest in peace knowing I'll be dead Earth will be my final bed Poison me with lead, inject it into my fucking head Pressure, pressure, how do I dear deal with all this pressure? In my way, it's in my lungs, it's in my thoughts, it's in my brain A guilty conscience some might say, I'm paranoid and locked away A withering weed in the garden that God wasn't supposed to save Locked up in an open grave with a King James' Bible With a couple quotes erased, but kept the ones that made me smile Do I really see everything for what it is? Or is it that I can't see anything with such a bad case of denial When I die, then put my body in a boat and light it on fire, push me out to sea And let the wind do what I might-a, no matter whatever I feel about anything It wasn't until I burned all my bridges, it made my future brighter