Lot Lovers

I hope my corpse does more for you than I ever did

Lifeless, lying on the ground
Hating every fucking Second that I spent in this town
You've failed, as a human being
Dragging on and on about how your feeling
Had me contemplating death
Snap my neck
Dream about it all the fucking time
The rhythms stuck inside my head
Is life not painted red?
These feelings come to life
As I write to calm myself
These fucking changes are taking me for all I’m worth
I've been contemplating giving into this aching impulse
Say a mumbled prayer for the damned ones
You thief, getting off on the thrill of it
Swiftly decree, the onslaught quench the thirst of thy mighty god
Son of a bitch
We don't deserve to breathe the same air

Just slit my throat and bury me and you can choke on all your empathy while laughing
About what you have
Sick I’m sick I'm so sick of it I can't fucking breath and i feel like shit, my life is in shambles I think I fucked up
I'm on my bathroom floor and I think I'll throw up, I've drank to much and my head is spinning
I think I'll lay down, go back to the beginning

Traveling down so fucking fast I might trip
I might just fucking fall off of it
I don't really know what I’m planing to do, I think I should go and start tying my noose
My nose is bleeding and I can’t stand up, the walls are spinning I don't know what ways up
My blood is thinning I can feel it now, in roughly forty seconds I’m going to pass out
But then I remembered what I was there to do, Held my breath and came back to
I'm here with a purpose

Lot lovers
When I tied the noose
Lot lovers
Your face turning purple
Lot lovers
What a pitiful excuse
Lot lovers
Suffocating slow