Luyện nghe bài hát You Did It

(Sample: Billy Joel's "We Didn't the Fire")
"Ayatollolah's in Iran, in Afghanistan
Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, metal, suicide..."

(Verse 1: Necro)
You wanna die intentionally due to masochist nature
You're death comes eventually
But you instant gratification
Suicide's been attempted; you're not alive if you it
And if you survive you'll be demented
And sent to somewhere
Where they'll keep you stable narcotics
Strapped to a in a place full of psychotics
Locked in a rubber room unable to your skull
Or hang yourself with a
It's like a fable
Depression has you, you're under the impression
It's best to put a to your neck
And pressure to the trigger mechanism
Now you figure it's less of a prison on the other
Once you've died you come back if it isn't
The unknown; the afterlife, and where we go we die
To out before it's your time, you'd have to sacrifice
Like Japanese pilots did for their
Believing there's something to balance the violent shit

(Chorus: 2X)
You did it! (Son, you did it!)
You put the gun into mouth and blasted yourself
And it, kid
You can't come
You regret it, but deaded
You committed a suicide, and your whole is shredded

(Verse 2: Necro)
Drinking cyanide? a beverage
Use a rod to the loop of rope around your neck
Just use leverage
Asphyxiation, brain
in half by a band saw
Take a second from life to stop and
I can't imagine the pain you
You're not a you're brave
You your head to be decapitated by a train wheel
to the throat, methamphetamine ducts
epilogue, end of scene, cut
You can jump in front of a and be a corpse in the street
And try to go out dramatically Natalie Portman in "Heat"
Seven underwater at 20 degrees Celcius
Overdosage of barbituates, a shit, like Elvis
Found in your underwear a gun in your hand
And a suicide next to you, hoping we'd understand
If you've got a problem, suicide will it
Check out the hook; Budd Dwyer with a

(Chorus)

(Sample: Dwyer's suicide at a press speech)
(stuttering) "When I..."
(Dwyer removes a revolver a manilla envelope, crowd panics)
Dwyer: "This only take a moment."
Crowd: "Budd, no, please, please! Don't shoot it! Don't it!"
Dwyer: "Stay back, don't, don't! will hurt someone!"
(Dwyer puts the of the revolver into his mouth and fires upwards into his skull)
Crowd: "No, oh my god! Oh my god! (crying) Oh, shit, no!"
"Alright, settle down! Don't panic, don't panic. Someone call a doctor!
Somebody an ambulance, a doctor, and the police!"