Well you say its always darkest
Just before it turns pitch black
If you ever had a good time
You'd probably have a heart attack
You've only got two moods
Self pity and depression
I'm really fucking sick of it
So let me give you a suggestion
Kill yourself, Kill yourself, Kill yourself
Death might be fun why dont you try and see
Kill yourself, Kill yourself, Kill yourself
Just put us all out of your misery
You think the worlds against you
But you dring it on yourself
I think you need a doctor
Maybe Kavorkian can help
Lets have your funeral now
I'll run you over with the hearse
Death might improve your attitude
You know it couldn't get any worse
Writer(s): Stephen Brandt
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