Tales from the Lotus Pod

Dark Lotus lyrics

Dark Lotus lyrics

"I hurt Myself Lyrics"

My Great Erscape Lyrics
Kickin' stones down by the gypsy shacks Along the wrong side of the tracks Steppin' over all the cracks Cross my fingers too Wishing on that lucky day When I finally make my getaway Won't be nothing left to say (no no) Only one thing left to do Just run through the valleys And down through the woods Out in the alleys Past the old neighborhoods (An


(Violent J)

I jump in a mosh-pit, but I'm alone

Between four trees I get it on

My brain is hemorhaging, it's them or me

It aint easy knocking over a tree

Pass out, I wake up, the room is padded

It would appear I've had it, but hold up

Clothes ripper, wrap 'em around my neck

And choke myself to death, no breath

Now I'm out, I'm strapped down

Wait, I can still move my head around

I got about 4 inches between the back of my head

And the metal gurney bed (boom)

Slammin' it, retractions

I feel the back of my skull is cracking

A broken bone is piercing my brain

And oh! I just hammered it in



(Monoxide Child)

I'm sittin' i
It Seemed So Easy Lyrics
Rememberin' our love, babe Rememberin' the good days The days when we both thought it would stay Just thinkin' about you So warm there beside me I'd look in your eyes And then you'd say Words of love to me Of how it would always be And how the cloudy days had all gone by But now I'm wonderin', babe If it was all a lie? Because it seemed so easy When you s
n the dark, talking to myself

Why does everybody tell me that I need help

I'm in love with pain, I take a needle or a knife

And drive that mother fucker through my wind pipe

Just might take a razor blade, dip it in some gas

See if I can take a little skin off the calf

Grotesque`, I'm a walking body bag

And when it all heals, I'll pick the scabs



(Blaze Ya Dead Homie)

Alone in the casket, buried in the earth

Self-inflicketed wounds, blood stains on my t-shirt

Kick at the door til' my legs fall off

Try to use my head but my skull to soft

The pain overwhlems, shootin' through my kidney

Blood rushes out when I stick the shank in me

Keep stabbin' and stickin', a wound opened
AN GABHAR BAN THE WHITE GOAT Lyrics
Sa tsean ghleann thiar a bhi s? raibh Go dt? gur fh?s na hadharc' uirthi Bliain is c?ad is corradh laethe Go dt?inig an aois go tr?an uirthi Bhi s? gcr? bheag ins an cheo Go dt?inig feil'Eoin is gur ?alaigh s? Thart an r?d san bealach m?r Gur lean a t?ir go gear uirthi. Ni raibh nduine ar a t?ir ach Donnch? ?g Is d'ith s? an l?n san t-anlann air N
up again

Cut off oxygen, take my own life again



[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Why....tell me why...do you hurt yourself

When you know I love you? (Stop Me!)



(Marz)

Ya try to run up on me, and pull a piece out that belt

I smiled, grabbed that shit and shot my fucking self

I staple my tattoos on, see me close eye'd

Runnin' in the traffic, just to get my bruise on

An icepick through the head of my dick

I might slice up my face & my lips

My main artery, is beggin' me

To let it float free, grab a razor blade, let it bleed



(Shaggy 2Dope)

A layer of skin, ooh, I pull it back

And smooth it back down with one simple smack

Hasses Freigang Lyrics
Mein Wesen sei Ha auf diesen Wegen und ist mein Ziel auch weit entlegen der Ha treibe mich ihm entgegen" Wer durch meine Augen in mich gafft wird meinen "Wahn lenkt diesen Mann" und ich werde klagen bitterlich "Schuld ist der Ha, der sich meines Rachewillen wohl entsann, und mich fr sich in Verzweiflung gewann." Doch Unmut schlich mir in den Nacken, und kaum war der Tag verstrichen,
ednesday nights I got kicked off my bowling league

Just 'cause I show up, bite a bowling ball and leave

Yea go ahead, curse me you faggots

So I throw my legs under moving cars, you got your habbits

I don't consider it hurtin' myself

It brings me joy, now shut the fuck up, here! (batter up)(crack)



(Jamie Madrox)

Cut and slice away with the steak knife

Hit myself in the ankle with PVC pipe

Exact-O-Blade, underneith the finger nail

Bleed and make another cut, fuckin' might as well

Table spoon of Mortan's salt in an open wound

If it don't burn you don't know what you doin'

If you fail, just return to start

Self-defecation, is a beautiful art



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