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