This aint no Armageddon sunrise This aint no Hiroshima bomb This aint no mushroom cloud laying mother. This aint no time space continuum. Suicide was once my valentine Now shes laying beside me under the sun Its no longer cheap to get a proper high Hit the streets and ask anyone I eat Hexes for breakfast Join Sinners for dinner As the baboons grow louder My patience grows thinner Silver bullets in the messenger Before he can speak of some horrid abominations And the plight of the meek Suicide was once my valentine Now shes laying beside me under the sun Its no longer cheap to get a proper high Hit the streets and ask anyone I sit and stare at the phone Inside my head no ones home The dog is chewing his bones and in my head no ones home I say your name over and over repeating On bloodied knees, Im begging and pleading To a God that stares at me through the ceiling Answer my prayers, anoint me a healing I sit and stare at the phone Inside my head no ones home. The doctor ordered what? A spoonful wont do? 20 milligrams of Xanax in the witches brew Bull whip the synapse To survive the 9 to 5 Wife and kids, white picket fence You made your hell, now lay in it Suicide was once my valentine Now shes laying beside me under the sun Its no longer cheap to get a proper high Hit the streets and ask anyone
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