I put my hand across your mouth
I lock the door just to keep them out
I kiss the glass for one last taste
And smother myself with a pillow case
I shut my eyes and I hold my breath
The taste of cloth, well it makes me gag
I feel the puke marching up my throat
I chuck, and now I gotta sleep in it
And now I feel so stupid
And now I feel so stupid, wouldn't you?
And now I feel so stupid
A few weeks pass and my sheets smell clean
But tomorrow at school, where the kids are mean
I creep downstairs and I pop twelve pills
I choke, and now I'm in an ambulance
And now I feel so stupid
And now I feel so stupid, wouldn't you?
And now I feel so stupid
1 | The Smell |
2 | Roadkill |
3 | Trick Or Treat |
4 | Funeral song |
5 | My Demise |
6 | Detective Show |
7 | Did You Hear What Sylvia Said |
8 | It Was A Goddamn Suicide! |