Post by theundergrad on Nov 25, 2006 22:39:42 GMT -5
feverish sucide
im lucky if i die
wondering if ill break
can't seem to undertake
task at hand way to hard
ive got to learn to start
some sort of positive
thinking appretiative
nobody's up to try
im waiting to die
just give me one last breath
its all i need
i don't want to hesitate
i want to kill all my hate
give me a gun and a reason
a bullet and any season
shoot myself in the head
love myself in my bed
try to hate and try to love
all that comes out is blood
from my hreat and from my hread
thinking that id rather be dead
give me pain or give me pleasure
in my coffin i'll write you a letter
from your dead beat brother, love
all the time we spent above
the earth now covers me
dirt is now all i see
in this wooden box is me
don't cry don't cry
stop crying.
im lucky if i die
wondering if ill break
can't seem to undertake
task at hand way to hard
ive got to learn to start
some sort of positive
thinking appretiative
nobody's up to try
im waiting to die
just give me one last breath
its all i need
i don't want to hesitate
i want to kill all my hate
give me a gun and a reason
a bullet and any season
shoot myself in the head
love myself in my bed
try to hate and try to love
all that comes out is blood
from my hreat and from my hread
thinking that id rather be dead
give me pain or give me pleasure
in my coffin i'll write you a letter
from your dead beat brother, love
all the time we spent above
the earth now covers me
dirt is now all i see
in this wooden box is me
don't cry don't cry
stop crying.