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Surrounded by the wolves in the wilderness
Liquor piss, slit your wrists so niggas won't get pistol-whipped
Mo' niggas won't get pistol-whipped
If I was you,
Just Take a look at the blade in your hand.
It's all been said before
Slit and free your soul

Suffocating in agony
Overwhelmed by existence
Nothing
that made it so hard

Back home off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists
It isn't that much fun
Staring down a loaded gun
So I
of your kiss 
That made it so hard.

Back home, off the run
Singing songs that make you 
Slit your wrists.
It isn't that much fun
Staring down
that made it so hard

Back home off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists
It isn't that much fun
Staring down a loaded gun
So I
made it so hard

Back home off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists
It isn't that much fun
Staring down a loaded gun
So I won't stop
truck, with duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out
Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
truck, with duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out
Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Mister Do Wrong
Don't you whisper in my ear
Tryin' to sing your love song

I know it's sweet
Like honey on my lips
But I know who you are
Death is
The main problem was of course he couldn't say "no"
On your marks, get ready, steady here we go.

In a fifth floor lift a man slit his wrist, his head ticked
from slit to bloody slit
Such a tangled web of shreds and scars I've knit
The liquid of life, leaks out through the red at your wrists...

May I have
wasn't for your whip, I'd have nothin' to strip
If it wasn't for a wrist, I'd have nothin' to slit
If it wasn't for the shrooms, I'd have nothin' to chew
a mummy with my wrists slit 
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody, get down tonight
Cum on everybody,
her artery
It'll rocket her to fame
Get escape - is what you need
Someone planted on jealousy
Get escape - is what you need
Slit your wrists and watch
listen to that song, that shit's too sad!"
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
"He'll never make it, his wrist is slit too bad!" (Nurse!
And can't none of these hoes out floss me
Gator boots by Sergio Rossi
Ms. Trina I got to splurge, 58 frame baby watch the curves
Walk in the club don't
believe
You'll see it, you'll see it
And you'll see it when you believe

Yeah, hell yeah
You make me want to slit my wrists and play in my own blood
Yeah,
bleeding on your floor
Are you sure

You're about to slit your wrists could you first listen to me
So you wanne leave it all behind but then
Always
Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit
sins—the slit of a wrist 

“I was forged by fire—a daughter of the canyon lands
Hell’s spawn of liars—raised by the dead in the sun-scorched desert sand”
an ok it's a better way sit in a hot bathtub
(raise a razor) blade and slit yer wrists
watch your life fade to black you have this power to kill yerself
and the fall 

Held captive of judgment 
The dead are guilty until proven innocent 
Lives have been lost as teenage time bombs slit their wrists 
In broken
love your life
And live with your guilt

Consumed by hate and guilt
She'll never retire
Too old to fix
Too dead to ever acquire
Slit wrists - talk
invoke the burden you bare?
To lower slit wrists into rivers of regret
Chaos Banished

Your foul manner reaches above and beyond my realm
Day after
of your browsin' and know you be in your apps
And Twitter and Instagram is really like middle men
And internet soldiers, everybody was carrying Macs
What if