Cut some throats,
Pointless homicide.
Fortunate killings,
Ruthless genecide.
Bullet to my head,
Bloody suicide.
Help me through this,
You always lie.

We'd all happily die!
For something they called beautiful.
We'd all happily kill!
We're so mentally ill.
We'd all happily die!
For such a hollow lie.
We'd all happily kill!
If they say it isn't usual.

Lead in my chest,
No sympathy.
Life's in ruins,
All misery.
So far behind,
Run ahead of me.
Help me stand up,
You ignore me.


Head busted open,
Brain shattered inside.
I can't see a thing,
All weak outside.
Shot by a balloon
We never could hide.
Take me away,
You're not my guide.

And in this homocide,
We can't hide.
from all the dangers,
we left outside. (x3)


Cut some throat,
Pointless homocide.
Fortunate killings,
It's all justified.
Bullet to my head,
Assisted suicide.
You're the one,
Who's left dead inside.

Lyrics submitted by lucky_guess_rox

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