Disaster No free time for suicide What'd you see when you closed your eyes? Too many dirty secrets
What shit stained carrot are you hiding In your desperately mute past? A filthy little bundle and a trip to a bridge Did the child sink or swim?
What'd you want, a love song? This is for those who've lost their will Tears on your cheeks and shit on your lips Come on, come on, come on go through with it!
So kill yourself But don't think that it has meaning Just kill yourself Get it over and done
So many disorders, so little time A shopping list for the self obsessed But to get results, it takes guts
So kill yourself But don't act like it has meaning Just kill yourself Get it over and done
Why wait anymore? The world's all gone wrong Fucking show us your guts
So kill yourself But don't act like it has meaning Just kill yourself Get it over and done
It's just so damn easy Think of all the attention your corpse will get People will only notice you once you're gone
Just lay your head down
Note: This is a song about an idea, it's not an actual request for anyone to kill themselves. If you're genuinely likely to commit suicide, don't act on song lyrics written by depressed wierdos. Go and get help.