you're scared you'll fall you're reaching out cause you need a friend but next time i see you will it happen again i'm out of sympathy i already know
t gonna be no fun" So I went home and decided I'll end it now my life's done Game Over, end of the ride It's suicide!!! So I took out a shotgun, I put
', the gun blow It be goin' down, diggy diggy down diggy down down While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse When I raise my trigga finga all y'all
the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out
In your bed, in your room, under a tree In a lake, in a bath, into sea By a sword, by a rope or gasoline By a knife, by a raiser or machine [Chorus] Suicide
laugh and talk the same, girls all flirt the same, employees all dream the same. love your grid and your comfort zone, look out for the white-girl suicide bombers, look out
out and the wind keeps on crying "won't you get the fuck out" all the white people came with their porsches and pools to elect some celebrity to make all
antennae It's a human zoo A suicide machine Childhood of concrete cube shaped A flypaper stuck with human life Caged up rage swarming all the time Tear out
greed In case Tommy Turbulence located the matrix then impedes(ooh) whistle b in dirge bout the boogie burst classic helen fell in haunted machines screened by similars that pagan act of suicide
made to be Fracturing the pristine mind Crack the shell and reach inside Manipulating all we find to do or die Conflict borne of man machines Solidifies
I can figure out the point of anything I can figure out the point of anything I can figure out the point of anything I can figure out the point of anything
and release You're in 2 deep Then you hear from the streets Seh she full of disease and you start to sneeze You're in 2 deep All months and fi weeks All
to philosophize about rhymes while he was pruning his bonsais // He claimed that he had written the greatest rhyme of all time // But he would never take it out
diggy diggy down diggy down down While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse When I raise my trigga finga all y'all niggaz hit the decks '
as the deathrate grows All systems go, shut off the brain Take you 'round the bend, really drive you insane! [Tomas:] Death on wheels, speeding bastard!! [Jonas:] Mystery machine
and release You're in 2 deep Then you hear from the streets Seh she full of disease, and you start to sneeze You're in 2 deep All months and fi weeks All
go to heaven go to earth So go to heaven go to earth... Or switch to hell Resurrection machine resurrection machine It's all a dream, it's all a dream
close your eyes, a dream that's all too real, let the dead fall in front of them, carry out the sentence handed down, all dead again, cause they never