Jason wants to slit his wrists
But I'll tell you like this,
Knowin the consequences well
The suicidal suckers end up in hell
'Cause the planet is fucked
Runnin round tellin mother fuckers
what they can and can't do
Butterflies in my stomach
Make me want to vomit 'cause I
Jason's facin' life or death,
And as he take a deep breath
The only one who really cares is you and I
But your the only one who
Life's a bitch from beginning
Living the life of sin and why
I can see it in your eyes
Living your life on the edge of panic
'Cause you was born a schizophrenic
Never knew life was a bitch,
I'm living low in the graveyard
Take a trip to another side another place
Lying in a casket wit a dead man's face
Who gives a fuck about you,
But I didn't have to tell you take 'cause
that's something you already knew
Just like a razor to the wrist
Last dying words is I'm a son of a bitch
Son of a gun and I've just begun to bleed
As I scream Jesus christ and
And as everyone cries they wonder why
I cross my heart and hope
My rhyme is a nine to the forehead
And once you push play you'll
pull the trigga and now your dead
homicidal, suicidal recital
Is what I re cite when I'm
And find my record spinning
You'll never no I was grinnin
This is the you- N- H- O- L- why
Once I knew a little girl was
They found her in some headphones
Hanging from a chandelier the only
When you get them butterflies you
Some disappear and never be found
Some are smothered by the
And when I blow your mind
You'll soon cross your heart and