Lonely Death Wish

I should put a bullet, in my head
What does it matter, if I am alive or dead
I am such a looser, just a fucken joke
One good cranial shot and I could be gone in a puff of smoke

Liberation in a hand full of pills
I’m tired of a life that doesn’t have any thrills
Restricted existence, distended to be alone
Alone and cold, all on my own

Internet dating sites, a comic story so sad
Like an on-line job application, insensitive and detached
Akin to a circus poodle, jumping through hoops
There just a bunch of ******, making you do tricks to get to their cooch

**** this world, it’s such a shaggy dog story
Go on a suicide massacre, to make it honkey dory
Violently killing anyone, just to feel free
It’s a way to **** you and also **** me