Hello everybody, this is Hush. The views and expressions in this song Are not necessarily those of any fuckin' body. And if you do have these views & expressions, You are fucked up.
okay, so I know you don't like the slow shit but wait a second people, before you throw fits. just try to picture you inside a maze, see I'm always caught up in this suicidal craze. I always try to think about what would happen after, everybody cryin' - big tears of laughter. I guess I shouldn't try no more to fight this, so I wrote a couple ways, & it goes just like this: maybe I should jump off a really big boat in the shark-infested waters & see if I can float. it doesn't seem hard, I'm a natural born swimmer; I took one class but didn't pass the beginner. ooh, I know I'll run into a police station, & have a gun fight, one might to start blazing. hit me point blank & end my frustration - with my luck they'd be all gone on vacation.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places; worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow - no tomorrow, no tomorrow.
see I feel like the Beatles when they lost John Lennon, 'cause ain't no comin' back from that, it's all ended. I picture how my funeral looks, it's so drastic - closed casket, time's up & no basket. all because I leaped into on-coming traffic, the pressure's too big for me to move past it. I shoulda been gone man, at least ten times, [ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/IKvi ] this time it's all over - I can see the headlines. "a mouthful of pills & an ounce of cocaine shot up a sea biscuit to drown the slow pain. Hollywood's new kid can't face his inner demons, & one speed ball goes out like River Phoenix." I'm sick of writin' songs, so now I'm gonna do it; it's just too much for anyone to go through it. a can of gasoline & a handful of matches I locked all the doors, so patten down the hatches.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places; worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow - no tomorrow, no tomorrow.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places; worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow - no tomorrow, no tomorrow.
so listen everybody, wanna hear my pain shout? is it really gonna take for me to clear my brains out? a gage in my mouth, wouldn't hurt no brain unless I pulled the trigger like Kurt Cobain. I'm all set to go, see I bought the book, loaded up an extra clip, took the phone off the hook. wrote a bill & left everything to my two kids, I betcha never thought that it would come down to this. everybody understand, so grin & bear at people, guns on my hip, one's in the desert eagle. I had to take an air so somebody hears me, I've been screaming 'til my nose, mouth, eyes & ears bleed. yesterday I kissed my kids for one last time, it's too bad I won't see them grow up past nine. I wouldn't blast mine, if anyone was up there - so I guess no one's listening, or just doesn't care.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places; worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow - no tomorrow, no tomorrow.
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