Cut my life into pieces, This is my last resort, suffocation, no breathing, Don't give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding, Do you even care if I die bleeding? Would it be wrong, would it be right? If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might, Mutilation out of sight and I'm contemplating suicide
So grab a pick and an axe, 'cause we try, we cry. Into the bottle of Jack we die, inside. So when you look in his eyes, whatcha see now. Murder the monster you've made, and watch him bleed out
I'd crack a 40 with the devil tell him dig me a hole, Cause I'm coming when I die until then I'm in control, This is if I was a Serial Killer and though I aint, But if I was I'd do my walls all blood red with blood paint