Suicide
Killa C Lyrics

I fuckin feel like I need to die...
I am overwhelmed by the burden of living and feel death may offer a respite

Ya know what I'm sayin dawg?...
Do you understand my suffering, friend?

But I don't want to do it ALONE!...
I seek a companion in death rather than die in solitude

So let me know... ARE YOU WITH ME!
I seek your participation in my plan, will you join me?

Keep it goin, aint no stoppin now,
No turning back, we are committed to this course of action

(I'll fuck you up, you can fuck me up)
We will harm each other as a testament to our mutual despair

(LETS FUCKIN DIE TOGETHER! )
We have resolved to die together rather than face the pain and emptiness of life

Take it to the wrist now lets begin,
We will use our wrists to inflict self-harm and symbolize our descent into death

Razor blades cut deep under the skin,
By using razors, we will deliberately inflict physical pain upon ourselves in order to feel something

Pass the salt lets make it burn,
We will pour salt into our wounds to make them even more excruciating

Gimme that blade, man, now it's my turn,
We will take turns cutting ourselves, relishing in the agony and bloodshed

Cut, cut, pass lets do it right,
We will continue to inflict harm on ourselves and pass the blades back and forth to ensure maximum harm

And we'll stay bloody all through the night,
We will revel in our own blood and continue to cut until the sun rises

Seal that stump up with the torch,
We will use fire to cauterize our self-inflicted wounds and prevent further bloodshed

Are we gonna die? hell yeah, of course,
Our desire to die has been solidified and we acknowledge with certainty that it will happen

Imma start cuttin' of all my toes,
We will begin to sever our own body parts as a testament to our resolve and pain

Throw 'em in the blender so nobody knows,
We will conceal our self-harm and hope that nobody discovers our morbid actions

You got 10 fingers, that's 10 too many,
We have an excess of body parts and will continue to sever them to prove our commitment to death

Don't stop choppin' till your knuckles are empty,
We will continue to cut until we have nothing left on our bodies to hurt

Holy fuck, man, that looks like it hurts,
We take pleasure in our own suffering and find a perverse sense of satisfaction in it

I think you hit an artery, look at the blood squirt,
We will not stop cutting until we inflict serious harm and see blood spurt out

That's the way now, dogg, take the pain,
We will endure the physical pain of self harm as a symbol of our emotional distress

If you really do it man, your insane...
Self-harm is a sign of mental instability and we have embraced this insanity as a cathartic release

We aint done till the bloods all out (cut me)
Our desire to die drives us to continue cutting and inflicting physical harm on ourselves

We aint done till the bloods all out (stab me)
We will resort to more drastic measures, such as stabbing, to ensure our eventual deaths

Step it up a notch and sharpen the knife,
We will intensify our self harm to ensure we die quickly and painfully

Don't worry though, it's just your life,
We have put no value on our own lives and view death as a release from our own pain and emptiness

I'll stab you in the shoulder, you can stab me back,
We will extend our harm onto each other, as a symbol of our bond and mutual suffering

Just keep that shit away from my sack,
We will continue to inflict harm on each other but draw a line at causing long term damage or infertility

Drink a couple 40's make the blood a lil thinner,
We will consume alcohol to dull the physical and emotional pain of self harm and make our blood thinner for easier cutting

When it comes to this shit, I ain't no beginner,
We have embraced self harm as a way of life and have become practiced in our techniques and rituals

Plant your axe in the side of my head,
We will resort to more violent methods of self harm to ensure our eventual deaths

We can't stop till both of us are dead,
Our desire to die outweighs any concern for physical harm and we are committed to our mutual end

Allow me to pluck out both of your eyes,
We will continue to harm each other in more intimate ways to symbolize our bond and mutual suffering

Dig in your sockets and feel inside,
We will mutilate each other further in our mutual pursuit of death

There's so much blood pooled on the floor,
We will revel in the gore and carnage we have caused in our quest for death

It's all I can see, but all I want is more...
Our desire for death and self harm has transcended any sense of reason or morality and become an all consuming addiction

Go for a scalpel and cut out my arms,
We will continue to mutilate ourselves to prove our emotional pain and commitment to self harm

I done this before so don't be alarmed,
We are experienced in self harm and use it to cope with our pain and mental illness

Take an ice pic and pierce through my lungs,
We will use any means necessary to ensure our deaths, regardless of the pain or suffering

I think we both should cut out are tongues,
We will continue to harm ourselves and each other, this time silencing ourselves through self mutilation

Some say it's evil, I say it's true,
We view self harm as a necessary and honest expression of our pain and mental illness, despite its destructive and harmful nature

Think about it while I spit blood at you,
Our self harm will continue and escalate, even through the physical exhaustion and pain

Would you be mad if I severed your lips? (hell naw)
We will harm each other through mutilation as a symbol of our bond and mutual suffering

I love the fact that you don't give a shit (its all gravy)
Our emotional pain has left us apathetic and numb, and we take comfort in each other's lack of concern or judgement

Do me a favor and cut out my face,
We will continue to mutilate ourselves through the ultimate act of self-harm - the severance of our own faces

I'll eat my flesh 'cause I love the taste,
We have become so damaged and disturbed that we take pleasure in the ultimate form of self-harm - cannibalism

We're all out of body parts to sever, (aww...)
We have exhausted all possibilities for self-harm and mutilation in our mutual pursuit of death

Atleast we did this and stayed together,
Our mutual pain and suffering has brought us closer and solidified our bond, even in death

I think it's safe to say, I can call you a friend,
Our shared experience and mutual pain has transcended any typical definition of friendship or relationship

We'll probably be tight until the end,
We will remain committed to our bond and mutual pursuit of death until the end of our lives

Any way now, hurry up lets die,
Our desire to die and leave the pain of life behind has become an overriding obsession

I have to kill you first, 'cause ur inside my mind!
The shared pain and mental illness that has brought us together has also created a sense of paranoia and possessiveness over each other's psyche

We aint done till the bloods all out (fuck)
Our quest for self-harm, mutilation, and eventual death will continue until our bodies finally give out