Testo Suicide - Q
Testo della canzone Suicide (Q), tratta dall'album My Sound
The air: let's clear it
Death: why fear it?
I want to take my life and I don't want to hear it
Adversity defines me, success is a fantasy
Prosperity binds me, emotion abandoned me
What's the point of all?
What's the point of my dreams?
What's the use of yelling help when they ignore the screams?
God where are you at?
Where's your watchful eye?
Honestly, I blame you for letting me cry
I want to die and that's fine
Just cut all my ties
Trail of dried tears running down my eyes
Happiness is a blur
A moment's spur
Don't clean me up let me wallow in dirt
Funeral and shirts
Caskets and hurt
I'm numb to the occasional girl who flirts
I'm inert
Please take my life, I don't have any worth
I'm cursed if i die
Cursed while alive
Stuck in stasis unable to hide
The ties that bind
The binds that tie
Absentee from this accursed life
My mental is screwed six ways from the days
Led awry, led astray
Face incapable of smiles, that makes the child want to see me after the whiles
The field of my life got plowed, the culprits took a bow
Reflecting on their work, cap and gown
Bring me to the door
I'm talking about death
Death's door is merciful
Death's door - let me in
Embrace my sin
My stature is thin
Make me suffer, make me cringe
Make me shudder, make me grim
My pain's severity: irrelevant
They took the fruit of my life and blended it
I want to expire like a carton of milk that's been forgotten, downtrodden, pour me downhill, unworthy silk
Point the barrel of that gun and aim it at my head
Whoever's supposed to die next, lord take me instead
Adequate sustenance, but i need to be fed
A plate of misery, hail fire of lead
The air: let's clear it
Death: why fear it?
I want to take my life and I don't want to hear it
Adversity defines me, success is a fantasy
Prosperity binds me, emotion abandoned me
What's the point of all?
What's the point of my dreams?
What's the use of yelling help when they ignore the screams?
God where are you at?
Where's your watchful eye?
Honestly, I blame you for letting me cry
I want to die and that's fine
Just cut all my ties
Trail of dried tears running down my eyes
Happiness is a blur
A moment's spur
Don't clean me up let me wallow in dirt
Funeral and shirts
Caskets and hurt
I'm numb to the occasional girl who flirts
I'm inert
Please take my life, I don't have any worth
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Writer(s): Quentin Butler
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