Suiciety

Nothing can change your mind
What you "know" seems to be right
Forever and ever and ever again
We fight and we bitch through this mess to the end.

You make me sick
You make me scream
You make me wanna flick the switch
You make me wish that I was dead
Fuck, shoot this bullet in my head.

The worst thing is: it is my fault
It all started with my assault
I've told you things I believed true
And now they seem to bond on you

You just see what you wanna see
And not the suffering in me
If you could see it, would you care?
Fuck you wouldn't, god I swear.

You make me sick
You make me scream
You make me wanna flick the switch
You make me wish that I was dead
Fuck, shoot this bullet in my head.

You make me wish that I was dead
You make me wish that I was dead
You make me wish that I was dead
Fuck, shoot this bullet in my head.

suicidalhorizon.

© David Fischer 2011