(Sample: Billy Joel's "We Didn't Start the Fire")
"Ayatollolah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan
Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide..."
(Verse 1 : Necro)
You wanna die intentionally due to your masochist nature
You're impatient; death comes eventually
But you want instant gratification
Suicide's been attempted; you're not alive if you meant it
And if you survive you'll be labeled demented
And sent to somewhere expensive
Where they'll keep you stable with narcotics
Strapped to a table in a place full of psychotics
Locked in a rubber room unable to bash your skull
Or hang yourself with a cable
It's ironic like a fable
Depression has infected you, you're under the impression
It's best to put a Tech to your neck
And apply pressure to the trigger mechanism
Now you figure it's less of a prison on the other side
Once you've died you can't come back if it isn't
The unknown; the afterlife, and where we go after we die
To find out before it's your time, you'd have to sacrifice
Like Japanese pilots did for their cause
Believing there's something beautiful to balance the violent shit.
(Chorus: repeat 2X)
You did it! (Son, you did it!)
You put the gun into your mouth and blasted yourself
And that's it, kid
You can't come back
You regret it, but you're deaded
You committed a suicide, and your whole head is shredded
(Verse 2 : Necro)
Drinking cyanide? Choose a beverage
Just use some leverage
I can't imagine the pain you feel
You're not a coward; you're brave
You allowed your head to be decapitated by a train wheel
Razor to the throat, methamphetamine ducts
Suicide epilogue, end of scene, cut
You can jump in front of a truck and be a corpse in the street
And try to go out dramatically like Natalie Portman in "Heat"
Seven days underwater at 20 degrees Celcius
Overdosage of barbituates, takin' a shit, like Elvis.
Found in your underwear with a gun in your hand
If you've got a problem, suicide will solve it
Check out the hook; Budd Dwyer with a revolver
(Chorus)
Dwyer: (stuttering) "When I..."
Dwyer: "This will only take a moment."
Crowd: "Budd, no, please, please! Don't shoot it! Don't shoot it!"
Dwyer: "Stay back, don't, don't! This will hurt someone!"
(Dwyer puts the barrel of the revolver into his mouth and fires upwards into his skull)
Crowd: 'No, oh my ****ing god! Oh my god! (crying) Oh, shit, no!'
Crowd: "Alright, settle down! Don't panic, don't panic. Someone call a doctor!
Somebody call an ambulance, a doctor, and the police!"
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00](Sample: Billy Joel's "We Didn't Start the Fire")
[00:00.00]"Ayatollolah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan
[00:03.36]Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide..."
[00:16.92](Verse 1 : Necro)
[00:29.79]You wanna die intentionally due to your masochist nature
[00:32.91]You're impatient; death comes eventually
[00:34.89]But you want instant gratification
[00:37.02]Suicide's been attempted; you're not alive if you meant it
[00:39.81]And if you survive you'll be labeled demented
[00:41.76]And sent to somewhere expensive
[00:43.26]Where they'll keep you stable with narcotics
[00:44.97]Strapped to a table in a place full of psychotics
[00:47.28]Locked in a rubber room unable to bash your skull
[00:49.50]Or hang yourself with a cable
[00:50.82]It's ironic like a fable
[00:52.20]Depression has infected you, you're under the impression
[00:54.96]It's best to put a Tech to your neck
[00:56.49]And apply pressure to the trigger mechanism
[00:58.71]Now you figure it's less of a prison on the other side
[01:01.26]Once you've died you can't come back if it isn't
[01:03.24]The unknown; the afterlife, and where we go after we die
[01:05.97]To find out before it's your time, you'd have to sacrifice
[01:08.55]Like Japanese pilots did for their cause
[01:10.65]Believing there's something beautiful to balance the violent shit.
[01:13.44](Chorus: repeat 2X)
[01:13.47]You did it! (Son, you did it!)
[01:15.54]You put the gun into your mouth and blasted yourself
[01:17.91]And that's it, kid
[01:18.87]You can't come back
[01:20.01]You regret it, but you're deaded
[01:21.39]You committed a suicide, and your whole head is shredded
[01:24.12](Verse 2 : Necro)
[01:34.53]Drinking cyanide? Choose a beverage
[01:39.24]Just use some leverage
[01:45.42]I can't imagine the pain you feel
[01:47.28]You're not a coward; you're brave
[01:48.54]You allowed your head to be decapitated by a train wheel
[01:51.39]Razor to the throat, methamphetamine ducts
[01:53.64]Suicide epilogue, end of scene, cut
[01:55.92]You can jump in front of a truck and be a corpse in the street
[01:58.50]And try to go out dramatically like Natalie Portman in "Heat"
[02:01.38]Seven days underwater at 20 degrees Celcius
[02:04.02]Overdosage of barbituates, takin' a shit, like Elvis.
[02:06.90]Found in your underwear with a gun in your hand
[02:12.36]If you've got a problem, suicide will solve it
[02:15.00]Check out the hook; Budd Dwyer with a revolver
[02:17.52](Chorus)
[02:20.34]Dwyer: (stuttering) "When I..."
[02:21.03]Dwyer: "This will only take a moment."
[02:23.25]Crowd: "Budd, no, please, please! Don't shoot it! Don't shoot it!"
[02:31.68]Dwyer: "Stay back, don't, don't! This will hurt someone!"
[02:44.28](Dwyer puts the barrel of the revolver into his mouth and fires upwards into his skull)
[02:44.28]Crowd: 'No, oh my ****ing god! Oh my god! (crying) Oh, shit, no!'
[02:54.69]Crowd: "Alright, settle down! Don't panic, don't panic. Someone call a doctor!
[03:11.13]Somebody call an ambulance, a doctor, and the police!"
(Sample: Billy Joel's "We Didn't Start the Fire")
"Ayatollolah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan
Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide..."
(Verse 1 : Necro)
You wanna die intentionally due to your masochist nature
You're impatient; death comes eventually
But you want instant gratification
Suicide's been attempted; you're not alive if you meant it
And if you survive you'll be labeled demented
And sent to somewhere expensive
Where they'll keep you stable with narcotics
Strapped to a table in a place full of psychotics
Locked in a rubber room unable to bash your skull
Or hang yourself with a cable
It's ironic like a fable
Depression has infected you, you're under the impression
It's best to put a Tech to your neck
And apply pressure to the trigger mechanism
Now you figure it's less of a prison on the other side
Once you've died you can't come back if it isn't
The unknown; the afterlife, and where we go after we die
To find out before it's your time, you'd have to sacrifice
Like Japanese pilots did for their cause
Believing there's something beautiful to balance the violent shit.
(Chorus: repeat 2X)
You did it! (Son, you did it!)
You put the gun into your mouth and blasted yourself
And that's it, kid
You can't come back
You regret it, but you're deaded
You committed a suicide, and your whole head is shredded
(Verse 2 : Necro)
Drinking cyanide? Choose a beverage
Just use some leverage
I can't imagine the pain you feel
You're not a coward; you're brave
You allowed your head to be decapitated by a train wheel
Razor to the throat, methamphetamine ducts
Suicide epilogue, end of scene, cut
You can jump in front of a truck and be a corpse in the street
And try to go out dramatically like Natalie Portman in "Heat"
Seven days underwater at 20 degrees Celcius
Overdosage of barbituates, takin' a shit, like Elvis.
Found in your underwear with a gun in your hand
If you've got a problem, suicide will solve it
Check out the hook; Budd Dwyer with a revolver
(Chorus)
Dwyer: (stuttering) "When I..."
Dwyer: "This will only take a moment."
Crowd: "Budd, no, please, please! Don't shoot it! Don't shoot it!"
Dwyer: "Stay back, don't, don't! This will hurt someone!"
(Dwyer puts the barrel of the revolver into his mouth and fires upwards into his skull)
Crowd: 'No, oh my ****ing god! Oh my god! (crying) Oh, shit, no!'
Crowd: "Alright, settle down! Don't panic, don't panic. Someone call a doctor!
Somebody call an ambulance, a doctor, and the police!"
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00](Sample: Billy Joel's "We Didn't Start the Fire")
[00:00.00]"Ayatollolah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan
[00:03.36]Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide..."
[00:16.92](Verse 1 : Necro)
[00:29.79]You wanna die intentionally due to your masochist nature
[00:32.91]You're impatient; death comes eventually
[00:34.89]But you want instant gratification
[00:37.02]Suicide's been attempted; you're not alive if you meant it
[00:39.81]And if you survive you'll be labeled demented
[00:41.76]And sent to somewhere expensive
[00:43.26]Where they'll keep you stable with narcotics
[00:44.97]Strapped to a table in a place full of psychotics
[00:47.28]Locked in a rubber room unable to bash your skull
[00:49.50]Or hang yourself with a cable
[00:50.82]It's ironic like a fable
[00:52.20]Depression has infected you, you're under the impression
[00:54.96]It's best to put a Tech to your neck
[00:56.49]And apply pressure to the trigger mechanism
[00:58.71]Now you figure it's less of a prison on the other side
[01:01.26]Once you've died you can't come back if it isn't
[01:03.24]The unknown; the afterlife, and where we go after we die
[01:05.97]To find out before it's your time, you'd have to sacrifice
[01:08.55]Like Japanese pilots did for their cause
[01:10.65]Believing there's something beautiful to balance the violent shit.
[01:13.44](Chorus: repeat 2X)
[01:13.47]You did it! (Son, you did it!)
[01:15.54]You put the gun into your mouth and blasted yourself
[01:17.91]And that's it, kid
[01:18.87]You can't come back
[01:20.01]You regret it, but you're deaded
[01:21.39]You committed a suicide, and your whole head is shredded
[01:24.12](Verse 2 : Necro)
[01:34.53]Drinking cyanide? Choose a beverage
[01:39.24]Just use some leverage
[01:45.42]I can't imagine the pain you feel
[01:47.28]You're not a coward; you're brave
[01:48.54]You allowed your head to be decapitated by a train wheel
[01:51.39]Razor to the throat, methamphetamine ducts
[01:53.64]Suicide epilogue, end of scene, cut
[01:55.92]You can jump in front of a truck and be a corpse in the street
[01:58.50]And try to go out dramatically like Natalie Portman in "Heat"
[02:01.38]Seven days underwater at 20 degrees Celcius
[02:04.02]Overdosage of barbituates, takin' a shit, like Elvis.
[02:06.90]Found in your underwear with a gun in your hand
[02:12.36]If you've got a problem, suicide will solve it
[02:15.00]Check out the hook; Budd Dwyer with a revolver
[02:17.52](Chorus)
[02:20.34]Dwyer: (stuttering) "When I..."
[02:21.03]Dwyer: "This will only take a moment."
[02:23.25]Crowd: "Budd, no, please, please! Don't shoot it! Don't shoot it!"
[02:31.68]Dwyer: "Stay back, don't, don't! This will hurt someone!"
[02:44.28](Dwyer puts the barrel of the revolver into his mouth and fires upwards into his skull)
[02:44.28]Crowd: 'No, oh my ****ing god! Oh my god! (crying) Oh, shit, no!'
[02:54.69]Crowd: "Alright, settle down! Don't panic, don't panic. Someone call a doctor!
[03:11.13]Somebody call an ambulance, a doctor, and the police!"