Homicide Suicide

by Liz   Jan 9, 2007


Sometimes I feel like I need to die,
You know what I'm sayin'
Bu I dont want to do it alone so let me know are you with me?
Take it to the wrist now lets begin,
Razor blades cut deep under the skin,
Pass the salt lets make it burn,
Give me that blade man,now its my turn,
Cut,cut,hack,lets do it right and we'll stay bloody all through the night,
seal that strip up with a torch,
" Are we going to die man? "," Hell yeah of coarse!"
I"m going to start cutting off my toes,
threw them in a blender so nobody knows,
hey you got ten fingers that is ten fingers too many,
dont stop chopping,till your knuckles are empty,
holy cow man that looks, I think you hit an artery,
look at the blood squirt.
Thats the way man now the pain,if you really do that your insane!
Lets step it up a notch and sharpen the knife,
don't worry though its only your life.
Drink a couple of fourties make the blood a little thinner,
when it comes this stuff man,I ain't no beginner
plant an axe into the side of my head,
we cant stop now till both of us are dead.
Hey allow me to pluck out your eyes,
ohh its cold sorry that just the gun inside.
Bang,boom your dead,
oops sorry man I thought I sid that its you I wanted dead,
dont worry though your still my friend.

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  • 17 years ago

    by MiaFairy

    This is amazing. 5/5. homicide is very interesting.........=)