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suicidal fun - klokwerk e lyrics

[intro]
whose idea was it that you come here, and what happened that ended up with your being here in the hospital?
did he tell you why?
klokwerk e
people dislike me because i am not completely like them
and in what way are you different?
complete* completely like them
have you any idea why?
complete* completely like them
why are you in the hospital in the first place?
has anybody told you why?

[verse 1: billy d]
depression, it’s a h*ll of a drug
i slit my wrist and smoke the blood, it gets me higher than f*ck
i wonder what twenty [?] milligram methadone does
’cause when you’re suicidal, it ain’t really hard to have fun
you can’t prosecute a dead man, god is my judge
but he’s imaginary, so i doubt he cares what i’ve done
i punch kids in the face, steal they candy and run
i had s*x with my cousin, she ain’t told anyone
i make a plan to k!ll the president and didn’t hide the evidence
i severed the head of the neighbor’s pet and had s*x with it
i’m a nut case, baby, i got nothin’ to lose
i’ll grab your hair and f*ck face ’til you puke and i splooge
i got a kilo [?] i ain’t fittin’ to sell
then cooked a huge crack rock, chopped it up into h*ll
then didn’t share it with my mama, i’ma have to be selfish
took six bluechews, then i blew out her pelvis
[chorus: kyle kombs]
depression, i wanna k!ll myself again
depression, i wanna k!ll all of my friends
depression, i wanna k!ll the doctor, too
you should probably k!ll me before i k!ll you
depression, i wanna k!ll myself again
depression, i wanna k!ll all of my friends
depression, i wanna k!ll the doctor, too
you should probably k!ll me before i k!ll you

[verse 2: kyle kombs]
sh*t, my doctor said i’m impaired
i might stare at her tits if she’s rockin’ a nice pair
three dyk* hoes, they all look like cher
i only got one d*ck, so they all just share
i’m in a box truck lookin’ for a hot f*ck
i need a c*ck suck while i cut my rock up
i bring the crack smoke to your family potluck
i’m finna blast one if you try to stop us
it’s the klokwerk, keep it wicked and proper
your sh*t mid, but this sh*t’s a knocker
f*ck how you feel, klok keep it real
and it’s still f*ckin’ [?], b*tch, i p*ss on your [?]
i’m in a boat doin’ coke with your mom’s friends
drop bombs on you con job cornbreads
she got that bio*dome, pauly shore head
find me on the porch with a hand full of organs
[chorus: kyle kombs]
depression, i wanna k!ll myself again
depression, i wanna k!ll all of my friends (complete*)
depression, i wanna k!ll the doctor, too
you should probably k!ll me before i k!ll you (complete*)
depression, i wanna k!ll myself again
depression, i wanna k!ll all of my friends
depression, i wanna k!ll the doctor, too
you should probably k!ll me before i k!ll you

[verse 3: billy d]
i’m a shaman witch doctor, sippin’ ayahuasca
smokin’ on the herbs and burnin’ sticks [?]
acid rap and wicked sh*t that made your boy a monster
drivin’ while i’m drunk, about to wreck my flyin’ saucer
officer, please don’t take me to jail
i was zoomin’, i was zooted off of that fish scale
i was so f*cked up, i was speakin’ in braille
“license and registration, what’s that smell?”
uh, i don’t know, could be the bodies in the trunk
or the weed, or the funk, man, i probably hit a skunk
i don’t know, what the f*ck, why you all up on my nuts?
“i’m gonna need another unit to pull up”
aw f*ck, so i reach for his gun
two to his chest, call it bullet hole lungs
f*ckin’ with the werk, you get your eulogy sung
drivin’ on the sidewalk, k!llin’ people for fun
[chorus: kyle kombs]
depression, i wanna k!ll myself again
depression, i wanna k!ll all of my friends
depression, i wanna k!ll the doctor, too
you should probably k!ll me before i k!ll you
depression

[outro]
this influences my thinking and occasionally my action
and my psychiatrist has noticed this*
what has he noticed?
*likes the actions and the thinking
and has decided that i should be here

- klokwerk e lyrics

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