suicide club

Lyrics: zeija kun Music: zeija kun My best friend, Micheal His dad was a big drinker so he hated all that stuff Parties, tooWell Where is Micheal tonight? Oh, he shot himself last May(I'm going home) I will eat your guts, I will **** you up I will take my life at the suicide club My wrist's cut, you can suck up the blood I'ma rock out, I'ma ****in' turn up Feel like Jeffery Dahmer I'ma ****in' slaughter Feel like Luka, bitch, I'ma be famous My plan is to die on live Baby, if you wanted me then you'd know I forgot how to cry L-O-L, let's watch a gore flick Baby, if you want, we can watch it on GoreGrish You told me to slit my wrists 'til I ****in' vomit Cover me in acid and rot away my body You can just say you hate me I love bеing hurt, I love feeling crazy They locked mе away What's that gonna do to save me? When I get out, I'ma just do it all again I killed Aunt Helen, didn't I? She died getting my birthday present So I guess I killed her, right? I tried to stop thinking that but I can't She keeps driving away and dying Call the police and send them to my house Am I crazy, Candace? No, Charlie, listen to me Mom and Dad are going to be home with Chris any second What if I wanted her to die, Candice？ I will eat your guts, I will **** you up I will take my life at the suicide club My wrist's cut, you can suck up the blood I'ma rock out, I'ma ****in' turn up Feel like Jeffery Dahmer I'ma ****in' slaughter Feel like Luka, bitch, I'ma be famous My plan is to die on live Baby, if you wanted me then you'd know I forgot how to cry I forgot how to cry I forgot how to cry I forgot how to cry