SUICIDE ROOM

I like to sit up here all alone
And look for the ground
Like its lost
Maybe someday it will come up to meet me
But for now, maybe ill just watch

I want to be a pretty corpse
Dress me up in the morgue
Embalm me so I am perseved
Kiss me slow in the herse
I can't take all of that pressure
Meet me in the nuclear winter

I love all this violence
Maybe I'm a nihilist
Crying in my pillow and then suffering in silence
I feel so alone and anxious
I am so delerious
I'm a pyromaniac but
Its not even serious

Sometimes dead is better
When you starve yourself
Or black out
I dont want to talk to you
So can you turn the lights out?
I need more friends with wings
Everybody get away from me
Pocket full of posies
You really dont know anything

I always have the option to just fade away
Find a new obsession
Take the pain away
But maybe this is fun for me
Write it in my diary
Hide it from my family
This self inflicted misery
Can you hit me harder?
I know you like it when I flinch
Its like staring to the void
And you're a maniac and thats
The only way I like it