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2004-03-09
i`m smoking way too many Turkish Jades
and sitting sipping on Kentucky straight
and when it`s empty i`ll drink aftershave in desperation
when i was younger i was just abused
that`s why i`m always staring at my shoes
it`s funny how the smallest things affect you in big ways
why do the best things always go so wrong?
it`s not enough for them to give your all
a revelation in the shower stall that
love is futile
the road to hell is paved with golden curls and headaches
i`ve known the tragedy of former friends
i`ve seen the desperate means to desperate ends
i`m going to die by liver, lung , or chest, or by my own
hand
i had a relative that killed himself
he made his noose from his
karate belt
i think i know now how he must have felt,
but i`m still breathing
revenge is sweetest served on ice
there`s going to be a suicide tonight
you never know,
this time it might be mine
there`s going to be a suicide tonight
hopefully,
this time it won`t be any friends of mine
a razor blade is bought to bleed some you dry
dead + alive
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