Out of my mind
Gun up to the mouth
No pretension, execution
Live and learn, rape and turn
Fret, not family
Nor pre-judged army
This is for me
And me only, cowards only try it

Don't you try to die
Oh, like me
It's livid and it's lies
And makes graves, restricting

It's not worth the time to try
To replenish a rotting life
I'll end the problem, facing nothing
Fuck you off, fuck you all

Tortured history, addict of misery
This exposes me
For weakness is a magnet watch me do it, do it
Graves descending down on me
It's livid and it's right
Regret, descending crown

Who

Why would you help anyone who doesn't want it
Doesn't need it, doesn't want your shit advice
When a mind's made up to go ahead and die?
What's done is done and gone, so why cry?
Aah-aah

I said, the best way, just to do it
For weakness is a magnet, watch me do it, do it, so it
Strange riders ride, like me
It's livid and it's right
Makes graves
(To strike me down)

Aah-aah

Aah-aah
Aah-aah

Aah-aah, ah-aah, ah-aah

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Writer(s): Darrell Abbott, Philip Anselmo, Rex Brown, Vincent Abbott