You know that guy that shot himself in the back of the van?

Botched it and blasted his whole fucking face in half

You know that guy had a fucking rock 'n' roll band?

And they kicked some major fucking ass

When I put on their record it makes me wish I had a rifle in my hands

Walking around slowly getting everybody back

You know what I mean?

When I skip my pills it's the best time to put on their jams

I wonder what they ended up doing with that guy's van

Oh well

When I reel into death I want to do it laughing

A ha ha

Like the joke that it really is

It is

Like it really went too far

It did

Like I never wanna hеar it again

I don't

No taste

You're tastelеss

A deep black

You're colorless

No depth

You're shallow

You're transparent

You're see-through

I'll wring your neck with my bare hands

Along with the rest of the institutions' staff

It's bleeding time until I snap

I'm throwing in the towel and not looking back

Kinda reminds me of this song he had that used to make me wanna kill you and your kids

If I remember correctly, it went a little something like this

I DID NOT write this

Okay

Slit wrists with the opaque glass

From bottles filled with liquid black

I soak it up and pour it back

Throwing in the towel and taking the flack

Slit wrists with the opaque glass

From bottles filled with liquid death

I load it up and fire it back

I'll kill the president, burn the flag

Slit wrists with the opaque glass

From bottles filled with my pure wrath

I suck it up and spit it back

And feed it to you you fag