Cold on the Floor
WIKKR
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Is there a better way to hell Than to viciously overdose Am I crazy or a fucking genius Someone help me, I think I'm falling Is there a better way to die Than to mix some tylenol with cough syrup and wine Am I crazy or a god damn genius Someone help me, I think I'm breathing All of the colors are swirling together All of the faces are imprinted on my eyes I feel linoleum, cold against my skin My god, this time it's almost orgasmic Am I even breathing, I can't really tell My head hurts so bad, my mouth is so dry Am I even alive, I can't really tell My brain's on overdrive, trying to revive Is there a better way to hell Than to viciously overdose Am I crazy or a fucking genius Someone help me, I think I'm falling Is there a better way to die Than to mix some tylenol with cough syrup and wine Am I crazy or a god damn genius Someone help me, I think I'm breathing I'm finally falling down To my eternal resting place My body cold on the floor My fingers cracked and broken Why?
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