December 25, 2003
At the end of your rope
And the future�s growing dim
Want so bad to escape
Just to tear out of your skin
Puked up another pile of pills
And snapped another noose
You�d lick a fucking light socket
But just ain�t got the juice
JUST DO IT!
JUST FUCKING DO IT!!
Waste of fucking human space
Stop breathing my air
Feel so fucking out of place
Like I�m supposed to care
Fucking whining all the time
How people all annoy you
I�ll shove a shotgun down your throat
And end your problems for you
JUST DO IT!
JUST FUCKING DO IT!!
Living in a private hell
It hurts my eyes to see
Misery loves company
But stay away from me
Crying on your little stage
Why don�t you fucking get off
You wouldn�t know real suffering
If it bit your fucking head off
JUST DO IT!
JUST FUCKING DO IT!!
Suicide is easy
So why don�t you fucking get it right
Make sure the gun is loaded
And the noose is fucking tight
Make sure the Drano�s fresh
And sharpen up that razor blade
It�s bad enough we�ve got to clean
The mess you fucking made JUST DO IT!
JUST FUCKING DO IT!!
