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Hurt Myself Lyrics
Pain is sexual, and I'm horny
And I'm hornay, horny
I jump in a mosh pit, but I'm alone
Between four trees I get it on
My brain is hemorraging it's them or me
It ain't easy knocking over a tree
Pass out, I wake up the room is padded
It would appear that I've had it, but hold up
Clothes rip, wrap 'em around my neck
And choke myself to death, no breath
Now I'm out, strapped down
Wait, I can still move my head around
I got about four inches between the back of my head
And the metal gurney bed, boom!
Slammin' it, retractions boom!
I feel the back of my skull is crackin' boom!
A broken bone is piercing my brain and boom!
I just hammered it in, ahhh
I hurt myself, I hurt myself
Stop me, the pain, stop me
I'm sittin' in the dark, talkin' to myself
Why does everybody tell me that I need help
I'm in love with pain I take a needle or a knife
And drive that muthafucka through my windpipe, just might
Take a razor blade, dip it in some gas
See if I can take a little skin off the calves
Grotesque, I'ma walkin' body bag
And when it all heals, I pick the scabs
Alone in the casket, buried in the earth
Self-inflicted wound blood stains on my t-shirt
Kick at the door till my legs fall off
Try to use my head, but my skull's too soft
The pain overwelms shootin' through my kidney
Blood rushes out when I stick the shank in me
Keep stabbin', and stickin' pools of the blood spittin'
Cut off my oxygen, take my own life again
Why, tell me why
Do you hurt yourself?
When you know I love you (Stop me)
Why, tell me why
Do you hurt yourself?
When you know I love you (Stop me)
You try to run up on me, and pull a piece out they belt
I smile, grab that shit and shot my fuckin' self
I staple my tattoos on, see me close eyed
Runnin' into traffic, just to get my bruise on
An ice pick through the head of my dick
I might slice up my face and my lips
My main artery is beggin' me to let it flow free
Grab a razor blade, let it bleed
A layer of skin oooh, I pull it back
And smooth it back down with one simple smack
Wednesday nights I got kicked off my bowling league
Just cause I show up, bite a bowling ball then leave
Yeah go ahead, curse me you faggot
So I throw my legs under moving cars, you got your habits?
I don't consider it hurting myself it brings me joy
Now shut the fuck up, here batter up uhh!
Cut and slice away with the steak knife
Hit myself in the ankle with PVC pipe
Exacto blade underneath the fingernail
Bleed and make another cut, fuck it might as well
Tablespoon of Morton's salt in the open wound
If it don't burn you don't know what you're doin'
If you fail just return to start
Self-defication is a beautiful art
Why, tell me why
Do you hurt yourself?
When you know I love you (Stop me)
Why, tell me why
Do you hurt yourself?
When you know I love you (Stop me)
Stop me, stop me
Stop me, stop me
Why, tell me why
Do you hurt yourself?
When you know I love you (Stop me)
Why, tell me why
Do you hurt yourself?
When you know I love you (Stop me)
Stop me, is it sexual?
Is it sexual, is it sexual?
Stop me!
"Self-defication is a beautiful art!" Plain and simple, this song is about hurting yourself for pleasure. It's funny and I like the whiny little chorus girlies "So I throw my legs under moving cars, you got your habits! I don't consider it hurting myself it brings me joy Now shut the fuck up!"
I love this song. Now, it doesn't make me want to si, or make me suicidal, I think it's really funny and it can be a reflection on what people sometimes do to themselves. They go to extremes, and this is mirrored in the song. Other than that, it rocks :) <3 x
I'm sittin' in the dark, talkin' to myself Why does everybody tell me that I need help I'm in love with pain I take a needle or a knife And drive that muthafucka through my windpipe, just might Take a razor blade, dip it in some gas See if I can take a little skin off the calves Grotesque, I'ma walkin' body bag And when it all heals, I pick the scabs
sittin in the dark is the onely thing the calms me down wen im pissed
this song screams sarcasm to me. i'm most likely wrong. but still.
good song.
Cool song. I set my myspace profile song to this one. I had "It ain't a thang" by Boondox on there, but my girlfriend who is not into this kind of music thought it was lame, so I decided to change it to something darker like this. I wonder what she'll think when she hears this one >:D
But really, I need me a fine Juggalette who listens to my kind of music not some chick that likes rednecks and country music.
Anyway, I think the meaning of the song is obvious. It is the typical dark horrorcore subject matter mixed with some sarcasm about over-dramatic people who cut themselves for no real reason. My favorite part is Shaggy 2 Dope's lines.
pain for pleasure. haha it's a very wicked song. i fuckin love madrox's verse and j's. i just wonder how it sounded once ABK redid marz's part...