I'm done with life, I grabbed a hold of it
Ripped my f*cking soul to bits
I'm cold as sh*t when it hits the toilet water
Destroy a quarter of my mind at a time
I'm blind to the crimes I committed
I should be admitted to an asylum tonight
Just shitted myself
I'm past help, my arse smells
Did I step in dog sh*t? People can't tell
If I could even be bothered I'd bother to bother a brother
And smother his mother with a bed cover and love her
Til I cum up her, it feels better without a rubber
But I'm lazy and I wanna die
Feel so low when I'm on a high
This weed's got me thinking suicidal thoughts
About knives and forks
What's this bible for?
I could snort a line or four
Then lie on the floor with a twisted spinal cord
Say hi to the lord 'cause I'm going to Hell
I just killed my f*cking soul and it's showing as well
Low and behold I need choices
'cause these walls echo these voices
And what they're saying ain't nice
They want me to take my life with a blade or a spike
And they're convincing, I'm like "f*ck it, do it"
"Why not? My whole life is already f*cking ruined!"
