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suicidal thoughts (indie cover) - alixn lyrics

when i die, f*ck it, i wanna go to h*ll
’cause i’m a piece of sh*t, it ain’t hard to f*ckin’ tell
it don’t make sense, goin’ to heaven with the goodie*goodies
dressed in white, i like black timbs and black hoodies
god’ll probably have me on some real strict sh*t
no sleepin’ all day, no gettin’ my d*ck l!cked
hangin’ with the goodie*goodies, loungin’ in paradise
f*ck that sh*t, i wanna tote guns and shoot dice
all my life i been considered as the worst
lyin’ to my mother, even stealin’ out her purse
crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
i know my mother wish she got a f*ckin’ abortion
she don’t even love me like she did when i was younger
suckin’ on her chest just to stop my f*ckin’ hunger
i wonder; if i died, would tears come to her eyes?
forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
my baby mother’s eight months, her little sister’s two
who’s to blame for both of them?
i swear to god i want to just slit my wrists and end this bullsh*t
throw the magnum to my head, threaten to pull sh*t
and squeeze until the bed’s completely red
i’m glad i’m dead, a worthless f*ckin’ buddha head

when i die, f*ck it, i wanna go to h*ll
’cause i’m a piece of sh*t, it ain’t hard to f*ckin’ tell
it don’t make sense, goin’ to heaven with the goodie*goodies
dressed in white, i like black timbs and black hoodies
god’ll probably have me on some real strict sh*t
no sleepin’ all day, no gettin’ my d*ck l!cked
hangin’ with the goodie*goodies, loungin’ in paradise
f*ck that sh*t, i wanna tote guns and shoot dice
all my life i been considered as the worst
lyin’ to my mother, even stealin’ out her purse
crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
i know my mother wish she got a f*ckin’ abortion
she don’t even love me like she did when i was younger
f*ckin’ on her chest just to stop my f*ckin’ hunger
i wonder; if i died, would tears come to her eyes?
forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
my baby mother’s eight months, her little sister’s two
who’s to blame for both of them?
i swear to god i want to just slit my wrists and end this bullsh*t
throw the magnum to my head, threaten to pull sh*t

- alixn lyrics

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