WAKE OF VULTURES!

Slip into the afterlife
I don’t need to sleep at night
Lately I've been doing fine
Or maybe I’m just alright
Think I died a million times
I can’t seem to make things right
Mirror laughs when I’m in sight
I don’t wanna have to fight

Something simple something not
Wanna just lay here and rot
Find my bloody note then knock
I’m about to fire shots
Wish someone would try me
Wish someone would die me
Fuck, I mean I wish someone would fucking kill me

[Smoking the Qui-Gon Jinn Vietnamese Philips-Head runts
She sucked me like a cordless Dyson V8

Pikmin!]

I’m convinced I think this is the end
I know I never wanted it to begin
But I can't help thinking that you’re more than a friend
I saw your eyes you can’t play pretend

Build the bass
And watch the treble fall
Another glass of wine
And some more stucco walls
I’m such a busy bee
I know you can’t catch me
Paint the ceiling red
While I’m bumping Melanie

Something simple something not
Wanna just lay here and rot
Find my bloody note then knock
I’m about to fire shots
Wish someone would try me
Wish someone would die me
Fuck, I mean I wish someone would fucking kill me