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Текст песни Sole - Suicide Song

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My phone rang, I converse with the busy signalWhy can`t they let me die in pieces?I don`t want any more food or condolences, let my people goBurn off this useless flesh and make meals of my pestilenceLessons are my tournaquetsmaybe I`ve seen too much and not had enoughEither way, this is my last entry foreverPlease don`t let my children read thisI was meditating when I wrote thisthe first time by interrupted by my screaming wallsHard to concentrate in my 7 x 12 cellEveryone watching my every moveEven with these shrouds, I feel nakedThe windows talk to me and tell me that I ought to leaveOnly one way out the door, it`s too riskySomeone might not see me, be carefulWe used to paint, the canvas made me feel aliveOh how they marveled at the spectacle I made of myselfI made it for them, but it was really communication to conjure up throughForever immortalized, carbon dioxide chokes meand I fear no man but my shadowThere are a lot of things I`ve learned not to say outloudIf my parents were still alive, they`d still be proudSometimes I imagine myself as a lossThe leftover remains of a cast-away godIf I`m homeless, there`s no EarthSomeday I`ll be famous, and you can put that on my birthMy word is worth the demons that raped my being childhood, didn`t happenI was made as this, my walking prisonGuarded by my life on a limb, mood swingsEnjoying my whim, take it for what it seems and much moreMust find maker, how am I? and who did I?And how did I wake up on this bench covered in mud?Taking a shower won`t aleve my stressI can`t even lift my brush to paint my long-awaited good-byeYet I`m feeling optimistic, relativelythis is my testimony and it tests the past miserablyWhy do I keep dying in public places?The medication should take two hours to take affectBut last time, I was killed eating my last mealIt`s embarassing and I die insideThis is my favorite rockI come here to think about all the things that make meThis is my favorite poemI wrote this before I died last timeThese are my favorite friendsthey don`t talk much and probably aren`t even listeningThis is my favorite placeso I hope that I don`t last here too longThe other night, I was doing my everyday thingstrying to find a girl to take to my apartmentShe`s beautiful and clearly cares for meShe likes my work, and wants to understand what fuels my artWe lay side-by-sidehappy knowing that there was only thirty minutes left of this to endureShe spoke typical things and gave of herself freelyI started freaking out as I convulsed during oral sexConcerned for me, she held meand I laugh at those tears, for a whileThe next day, I was still dead and she had joined meHow honest I recall of how she gave of herself freelyAs I drank my orange juice, I began to study all of her beautyWe danced and made love for hoursTalked about important things and how our children would grow up and die alsoAnd how futile it was until we finally fell in loveI`ll never be alone again and she will never leave meI`ve forgotten why I write these things downEven as I write thisI`m realizing how useless it is to put ideas to wordswater to wine, stupidity and valorThe streetlights I pray to and the gutters I fish inMy wife is no longer good at sex, her body doesn`t speak to meand I`m getting sick of her attitudeThere`s other fish in the seaand I haven`t stopped breathing for three daysI hope everything is alright___Today I downed 90 miligramsAfter 20 i could feel the head rushI raced to my gallery roofGazing at the beauty that we always take for grantedIts my opening nightSpinning Everyone will be thereWhos anyone to bear witness to my newest latest and greatest workI`m a comet human cannibal swan dive never has the air been so cleanI inhale and exhale to become one my ends on the sidewalkA vivid display of a 170 pounds of blood sweat and tearsCritique awayBut my greatest work is in the pavement I made it for youThis is my favorite formance And i hope nobody ever bites itThis is what i`ve been working up to all alongFinally alone at lastThis is my favorite person and she will always be with me in spiritThese are my favorite wordsI hope i don`t have anything left to say

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