Hi id say jamison parker - my so called life is about suicide and self harm heres the lyrics to is
I spend my nights dead face down on my floor
but the drugs aren't really working anymore
the nights are mostly just depressed
from staring at my open chest
I'm bleeding and I'm heartless but I'm yours
and I'm scratching down every blurry scene
on the mattress where you used to sleep and dream
I'd rather chew on broken glass
than keep on living in the past
and wasting time on words I know you didn't mean
Dear everybody or whoever's listening
I think I'm gonna do me in this time
this is all overrated
waiting on my roof again this is the end
of my so called life
I haven't seen the sun in about a week
and I'm keeping all sharp objects out of reach
I finally know the taste of love
it's a cross between cheap beer and blood
with an aftertaste of dry sarcastic speech
and so I guess it's safe to say
that we both knew that I'd end up this way
with a brain that's clueless and unsure
and eyes that hardly ever work but I guess that's fine I rarely use them anyway
Dear everybody or whoever's listening
I think I'm gonna do me in this time
this is all overrated
waiting on my roof again this is the end
of my so called life
Dear everybody or whoever's listening
I think I'm gonna do me in this time
this is all overrated
waiting on my roof again this is the end
of my so called life
also jamison parker - slow suicide its about suicide and drugs heres the lyrics
It's a night life that gets them off
So desperately they wait for the excuse of love
We live like vampires
And we, we, we love like killers
We all die like infants
And we trust like mirrors
It's the smoke and the drinks
And the smiles that it brings
It's the pain and the sex disguised as innocence
Slow suicide
Like it or not, it's what we do
Slow suicide
Like it or not, it's what we do
It's the love of guilt that forms the habit
Of being dramatically over-dramatic
We live like vampires
And we, we, we love like killers
We all die like infants
And we trust like mirrors
It's the smoke and the drinks
And the smiles that it brings
It's the pain and the sex disguised as innocence
It's the smoke and the drinks
(It's a desperate place for desperate people)
And the smiles that it brings
(To find a place for desperate heroes)
It's the pain and the sex
(A desperate place for desperate...)
Disguised as innocence
(And they sing)
Slow suicide
Like it or not, it's what we do
Slow suicide
Like it or not, it's what we do (x2)
The songs they sing are in the key of the illusion of pain
And it's irony
In the midst of lust and dropping names
The drugs, they numb and they keep us sane (x2)
Slow suicide
Like it or not, it's what we do
Slow suicide
Like it or not, it's what we do (x2)
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