Текст песни mi6 - How To Be An Idiot
mi6 - How To Be An Idiot слова песни
another morning still in bed, so many thoughts run through my head,self-motivating not to bei stayed up late the night before, to contimplate and self absorb,there is no answer i can seeknowing my life sucks to meyesterday i wrote another goodbye notei took a razor and i tried to cut my throatbut i missed a dull blade one of my first signsi found a plastic bag to wrap around my headit was a little small i killed the cat insteadthat little bastard`s suppose to live another 8 more timeswhat`s wrong with my mindprozac for the way you feel, makes your body so surealhaving one with wine is just the tricktook a lighter to a can of raid, drinking drain-o lemonaideand all it did was make me really sickbut i don`t care, my whole damn life seems so unfairdo you know what might be wrong with mehere in my own hell, they say that i don`t look so welldo you know how lonely it can beknowing my life sucks to metoday i`m feeling down, like most of the timei called another dam suicide hot lineand the girl on the phone didn`t really carei said i`d end my life, but it always falls aparti couldn`t get my brand new car to start.the disappointments more than i can bare.opened up the oven door, laid down on the kitchen floorand only burned my elbows on the rackjumped out of a flying plane, you`d think that i might be insanebut i forgot my chute was on my backi tied a knot and pulled it through, and broke the ceiling fan in twoit only made me dizzy for a bitnow i`m burried underground, and everyone just stands around mygrave stone with the caption "idiot"