theres a government in my pocket
advertisements in my eye socket
everybody go praise prophets
everybody praises what profits

here the people crying slowly
hear the prayers are unholy
here the people are more than merry
here evils the virgin mary

it makes me cry
youre dead inside
it makes me cry
i wanna commit suicide

free will will make you a slave
so enslave yourself to drugs and games
play the games the way we say
and say the things we advocate

"dont be a slave to devotion
dont be a slave to god
dont think about your emotions
dont think just sit in pod"

it makes me cry
youre dead inside
it makes me cry
i wanna commit suicide

listen to original song https://soundcloud.com/gezebellegaburgably/squander_poop 
this song is cool and now i covered it its even cooler

Squander (Gezebelle Gaburgably cover)

I hatemyswof

Indecision breeds obsession
Overthinking every lesson
You would think I’d pick a side
I can’t run but I can hide
If I say nothing that means everything
I am running out of words to sing
I’m running out of time
And excuses for my lines 

Making too much out of nothing
Making nothing out of something
I can scream and shout
The words aint coming out
Afraid of people and myself
I’m strangling my mental health
Over people who never cared
Over too many things that blare

Anxiety is killing me
I don’t know what I should be
To afraid to speak for myself
I Can’t stand anyone else

Indecision breeds indifference
To many choices I’ve been given
I guess I’m just to scatterbrained
To act remotely fucking sane
I don’t care and I can’t speak
I guess I’ll take it on the cheek
I guess that I just talk too fast
Happiness will never last

Arguing all over nothing
I just really wanna do something
Am I helpless or just lazy
What is it I don’t see?
Optics games and optics lines
All along something to prize
Of dignity or blind old luck
I think that I’ve just had enough

Anxiety is killing me
I don’t know what I should be
I think plenty for myself
But those words aren’t coming out of my mouth

Fencesitter

Killing Myself And Everyone I Know - NOKILAM

ss-ep

my head in a noose

silence in my room
the night sky shines thru
it's way too bright
curl up in a ball, ill b alrite

red room on the web
heyy
i jst wna get beheaded

lonely retreat
so cold, my hands bleedin'
on my guitar
i feel the strings, i feel between the bars

red room on the web
heyy
i jst wna get beheaded

heyy
red room on the web
heyy
i jst wna be dead

heyy
red room on the web
heyy
watching these people get death



M4P

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