BUSHPIG SCATBUTCHER
Kill Yourself
Go to the store for razorblades 'n alcohol
Get naked in the bathtub 'n slit your wrists into the toilet bowl
Curse the names of the people you hate as your life slips away
Vacant look in your eyes as the blood flows down the drainpipes
Fifty pills and a bottle of rum
A bloody butcher knife cutting the word fuck in your arm
There's blood everywhere but somehow it's keeping you calm
And that second shot of heroine is working a charm
You wake up in a mortuary embalmed, you can't move
People marveling ovеr how beautiful a corpse they'vе turned you into (you're sexy)
Committed to the dirt, food for the maggots 'n worms that ride within your insides as you're putrefying
Your life turned into a divine suicide you can't pass on to the other side tonight
You spend eternity a shadow in the dark of night
You can't be seen by anybody elses eyes except for yours and mine
Bullet to the cranium, are you a man or a mouse
Just go all out 'n stick a fuckin' live grenade in your mouth
Cut off your fuckin' cock 'n balls you won't be needin' 'em now
Devoured bleeding out for hours as you sit in the shower
Contemplating the choices you made it's too late now
Trinkets of razorblades all peel away the skin of your face
Split the blood sprays in your eyes fuckin' glazed
And gargle as the lack of blood makes your skin color start to change

K-K-K Kill yourself
Why don't you kill yourself
Put a rope around your neck and hang there 'til you're fuckin' dead
K-K-K Kill yourself
Why don't you kill yourself
Don't rely on no one else, end it all, kill yourself
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