The Suicide Machines
beat my head against the wall
I need some patience because I have none
do I need a conscience or a gun you say I
need drugs I think that depends I think
revenge is the best medicine a prescription
of Prozac and Vicodin will these panic attacks
ever end a little less sadness and no more pain
another fucking night I can't sleep again
(Coro:)
Beat my head against the wall
Against the wall (x3)
Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe it
finally wears me out then I fall asleep
waking up depressed not knowing why
sometimes I feel like I wanna die there's
so much paranoia that I can't think depression
keeps getting the best of me I need a fucking
will or an ounce of hope the solution doesn't lie at
the end of a rope
(Coro)(x2)
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- Miscellaneous
- Steal This Record
- War Profiteering Is Killing Us All
- Destruction By Definition
- Great Metal Covers, Volume 41
- Battle Hymns
- American Skathic 1: A Portrait of Midwest Ska: Past and...
- On the Eve of Destruction (1991 - 1995)
- The Least Worst of the Suicide Machines
- The Least Worst Of The Suicide Machine (Explicit Version)
- A Match and Some Gasoline
- A Match & Some Gasoline
- Over the Edge
- You Gotta Try New Music, Volume 3
- Rock Explosion
- Corrosion
- SLC Punk
- Atticus: Dragging the Lake II