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Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide

Suicide a suicide

So you wanna die, commit suicide dial line
Far as life, yo it ain't worth it put a around your neck
And it the trick didn't work
Your life was fucked up the first day of birth
watching Jackie Gleason walk into a precinct
Gun the captain for no fucking reason

And get some LSD or a drink the bar
Get behind your and crash the car
Like Desert got bombs for the war
an alligator, let it eat ya raw
Back to the function, riding the caboose to
Bzzt touched the third rail, you fucked up
Now you just got fried 'cause it's a

Suicide a suicide
Bye Bye
Suicide it's a

Suicide a suicide
Bye Bye
Suicide a suicide

Hey you little rich kid, what's beef?
and tell the Grym Reaper all of your grief
You asked for a Benz and you only got a
Your pop's got endz, but yo he's mad
you're a bastard child you think
Mom and dad are and you're dark as ink
Maybe you're Sicilian a tan
But you lasagna and the pizza man

Now you stand on the grave locked and
You're singing the blues about the rough life got
Not you don't wanna no more
I guess you're really ready for the grave tour
When you get home just fill up your windows and doors
Turn your on high for about four hours
Light you a blunt, kiss ass goodbye
You gassed yourself 'cause a suicide

it's a suicide

Suicide a suicide

Suicide a suicide

Suicide it's a

it's a suicide

Suicide it's a

Suicide it's a
Bye Bye
Suicide a suicide

Yep
I've said it before and say it again
Life pretty fast
If you don't stop and look
once in a while you'll miss it

Six fucking stepped up playing brave God
Had the fucking nerve to try and enter my grave
I'm the Ryzarector, be my
Commit and I'll bring you back to life
The first was stuck a water hose
In his at full blast so his head can explode

one said, "Mm that's good but I can top it"
Put an axe up to his and then he chopped it
Blood shot out in every
The rest didn't what to do, I made suggestions
Put a slug in your mug, on a drug
Wet your hair stick a knife in the
Or be like Richard Pryor set your on fire
Better yet go hang yourself a barbed wire

Three and Four fell deep into and
Ran to the zoo, locked themselves in a den
Number Five said it worth being alive
Smoked a dust suede, mixed it with
The one to escape was number Six
He went sat in the tub and slit his wrists
Yeah, graves to dig, goodbye there's no need to cry
we all die