These Things Were Meant To Kill You

My head is full of change

Reaching for something strange

I've spent all my time just not giving fuck

I can't stay

Can you see... see it behind my eyes?

Take it and hide it and live in the dark

Please don't speak

Quick ecstasy, Quick dose of Scotch Whiskey

Where are my keys, I swear I can drive this thing

I hope I kill little children, I hope I hit a tree

Nothing to live for anyways, I've got nothing loose

A good taste of snow, and it hits when it hits the back of my throat

And I'm alive now!

Made to thrill you, all along these things were meant to kill you

Fast women and fast machines

Someone who knows, but it ain't possible

We'll all burn!

Made to thrill you, all along these things were meant to kill you

Fast women and fast machines

It will always thrill you, these things above all things were meant to kill you

Fast women and fast mistakes

When you're drunk and stoned

And you're all alone

Lock all doors and destroy your fucking phone

Spill the bong, talk like a wasted slob

It ain't so bad as the last I had

Puts my mind in overdrive

Bloody nose and loss of erection

A Teenage whore wants it somewhat more

"It's Jesus in a bowl" She said.

A sniff of H

Then stomach torture

I lose my mind, then get a grip

Stumble, Trip, Fuck, Shit, Kill Me Quick

This will be my relief

Let's interbreed the sanguine seed

Turn into a whore with dying eyes