Social Suicide

I won't be a slave
I cannot bear to watch
It's all just innocent
Put it to your lips and drink
Seeking alcohol to save your world
But the drink
That you seek
Is the thing that's bringing you down

Social Suicide
Social Suicide

Another heartbroken in this world
When you lose control
Your friends are the same way
You're all drowning in the same boat
Stupidity weighs it down
Make one last toast you're about to drown

Social Suicide
Social Suicide

Tell me how cool it is, how cool it is to die with your friends
Tell me how cold it is, how cold it is to be in Death's hands
Tell me how cool it is, how cool it is to die with your friends
Tell me how cold it is, how cold it is to be in Death's hands

So quick to spit in the face of fear
Here comes the Reaper
So quick to spit in the face of fear
Here comes the Reaper

Sorrow fills my heart
When I think of all you do
Not only bear the curse
Pass it on to those who follow you
Sorrow fills my heart
When I think of all you do
Not only bear the curse
Pass it on to those who follow you

Social Suicide
Social Suicide
Social Suicide
Social Suicide
Social Suicide



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Lockman
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