Cop provisions feed my addictions mistakes I made then. I opened up the holes and they crawled in,. Now when it's time for the feed they won't let me forget,.
Suicide, don't give a fuck about this, my life or any other. Just go away and let me hang. Impossible to forgive, forget it, murderer. I'm in control.
This is a song of what I am, a mother fucking idiot. Check it out. . Through my skin you climb. To my eyes, I say goodbye. Now that youre on the inside.