Lyrics:
blew his brains out into the bay
In this state of mind, it's my own private suicide
Well, nobody cares
Well, nobody cares
Does anyone care if
by
The way we get by
Oh, that's the way we get by
The way we get by
We go out in stormy weather
We rarely practice discern
We make love to some
get as e dey do me for my head, I can't explain
Been suicidal, I won't lie, my heart just dey ache
Suicide Suicide
Suicide is not the answer
I say
the legend of Heath-uh Ledger
My suicide notes barely legible
Read the bottom, it's signed by The Joker
Lorena said I never can leave her
She'll sever my
enough
To keep you going
What you want never need only fuels you're greed
Yeah, you gotta get out before it takes control
It's a big black hole that'll
the store
The DJ spin the record out on the dance floor
Comin' through the speaker to shake your eardrum
Brain cells get lit, then you hear where we're
wax residues
You never lose in your razor blade shoes
Stealing pesos out of my brain
Hazard signs down the Alamo lanes
Radar systems using
us with a ghost in the Lambo'
And the doors going up, suicide
I don't wanna wake up (I don't wanna wake up)
I want you spread out on the sheets
sipping suicide, sipping suicide with the dirty sprite
Oh, going wild for the night, sipping suicide, sipping suicide with the dirty sprite
Oh, going wild
Let's not make at each other
46,000 people died by suicide in 2020
That's about 1,600 fewer than the year before
That's not much
This is the story of two
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
can't hide
Because no one here gets out alive
Find a friend in whom you can confide
Julien, you're a slow motion suicide
Fallen angels in the night
never happen, I'm on balance like a Libra
And if I get murdered, Don't Cry For Me Argentina
Pour me a cup of vodka, bury me next to my father
In three
suicide
The depression of a depression
Worldwide suicide for the economy
Caused by the dialectic chaos when the
Mob on Wall Street took "We
a stranger I ain't never met,
She's about as gone as a girl can get,
She's outta here, she disappeared without a trace.
More or less unimpressed by
of Stoli then it's only Cher and Moby karaoke
My bitch a shooter, call her Annie Oakley
Get you for a pair of Kobe's, just got out on probation
And no
wax residues
You never lose in your razor blade shoes
Stealing pesos out of my brain
Hazard signs down the Alamo lanes
Radar systems using
out
You should never argue with a crazy mind (mi-, mi-, mi-, mi-, mi-)
You oughta know by now
You can pay Uncle Sam with the overtime
Is that all
twisting, twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call-box
Motherfucker comes out
(I never knew I, knew I, knew I'd) Sells a couple of million records
(I never knew I, knew I, knew I'd) And these motherfuckers hit
Rambo
You better go hide and you bet get yo camo
Empty the clip then I insert more ammo
I call the shots bitch call me commando
Life ain't a game but
my, love is a lie
Shit my friends say to get me by
It hits different
It hits different this time
Catastrophic blues
Movin' on was always easy for
everlasting
Feeling no pain
When will we meet again
Why do you have to be a heartbreaker
Is it a lesson that I never knew?
Gotta get out of the spell
twisting, twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call-box
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