hell

All your friends want me dead I've planned murder in my head What more must be said? Baby, come join me, rot in hell I think I need serious help These drugs will just not prevail Everyone is worried 'bout my health All my friends, they wish me well Last thing I will see is a shotgun shell I'm just a waste of space, in my room dying slowly Will you join me, in the afterlife, baby? All your friends want me dead I've planned murder in my head What more must be said? Baby, come join me, rot in hell I think I need serious help These drugs will just not prevail Everyone is worried 'bout my health All my friends, they wish me well Last thing I will see is a shotgun shell I'm just a waste of space, in my room dying slowly