RedDEE
Life sucks and then you die.
- May 10, 2019
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Hey guys! As some of you know, I'm a Juggalo. That mean's I'm a wicked clown (I'm a fan of I.C.P, the Insane Clown Posse. The rap band). Now, as you may or may not know, I.C.P endorses a wide range of violent activities. So I'm going to take excerpts from lyrics from some of their songs, to help us better understand suicide, to gain new ideas for methods, and gain a fresh perspective on death.
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Suck on a grenade pop until your top splatter
Serve it at your funeral, appetizer platter
Headbutt a brick wall until your skull shatter
Let a whore sit on your face, 400 pounds or fatter
Don't matter
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I hit rock bottom, and then I fell in a hole
And then I fell through the floor of that hole some more
I been missing for a year, nobody's lookin'
I got beat down and my shit tooken
I look ahead and all I see is more of the same
Or this self-inflicted bullet hole pourin' out my brain
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I don't hold memory for more than an hour
I'm tired as fuck and I'm drained out of power
I ain't half way there and I'm all outta time
I'm like a crushed light bulb, all outta shine
I been around the world but no place is home
I wanna see the other side when I face this chrome
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Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey
Well picture this, your nuts burnin that way
And a roman candle stickin' in your butthole
That's where the greedy stank motherfuckers go
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Truth is, happiness is in your own head
How you perceive shit, believe it is
It's all you, some of us sad fools
Can't help it, living in a bad mood
Shit hurts, then it only gets worse
They don't get it, not even the experts
But trust me, it won't last forever...
You hit bottom, shit finally gets better!
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I don't wanna leave my house
Don't wanna open my mouth
Don't wanna read my mail
Don't wanna meet with pals
I don't wanna fuck shit up
Don't wanna fuckin' get up
I don't wanna fight this back
Just wanna fade to black
Don't wanna turn to faith
I wanna burn at the stakes
Don't wanna grab the phone
Don't wanna leave this room
Don't wanna fix myself
I wanna nix myself
I don't wanna try to change
Just wanna fry my brains
Don't wanna slow shit down
I wanna throw shit around
I don't wanna run nowhere
Don't want no one to care
Don't want another crack at it
I'd rather be a crack addict
I don't wanna look for help
Don't wanna help myself
I don't wanna even try to get by
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So there you have it, a Juggalo's perspective!
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Suck on a grenade pop until your top splatter
Serve it at your funeral, appetizer platter
Headbutt a brick wall until your skull shatter
Let a whore sit on your face, 400 pounds or fatter
Don't matter
______________________________
I hit rock bottom, and then I fell in a hole
And then I fell through the floor of that hole some more
I been missing for a year, nobody's lookin'
I got beat down and my shit tooken
I look ahead and all I see is more of the same
Or this self-inflicted bullet hole pourin' out my brain
______________________________
I don't hold memory for more than an hour
I'm tired as fuck and I'm drained out of power
I ain't half way there and I'm all outta time
I'm like a crushed light bulb, all outta shine
I been around the world but no place is home
I wanna see the other side when I face this chrome
______________________________
Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey
Well picture this, your nuts burnin that way
And a roman candle stickin' in your butthole
That's where the greedy stank motherfuckers go
______________________________
Truth is, happiness is in your own head
How you perceive shit, believe it is
It's all you, some of us sad fools
Can't help it, living in a bad mood
Shit hurts, then it only gets worse
They don't get it, not even the experts
But trust me, it won't last forever...
You hit bottom, shit finally gets better!
______________________________
I don't wanna leave my house
Don't wanna open my mouth
Don't wanna read my mail
Don't wanna meet with pals
I don't wanna fuck shit up
Don't wanna fuckin' get up
I don't wanna fight this back
Just wanna fade to black
Don't wanna turn to faith
I wanna burn at the stakes
Don't wanna grab the phone
Don't wanna leave this room
Don't wanna fix myself
I wanna nix myself
I don't wanna try to change
Just wanna fry my brains
Don't wanna slow shit down
I wanna throw shit around
I don't wanna run nowhere
Don't want no one to care
Don't want another crack at it
I'd rather be a crack addict
I don't wanna look for help
Don't wanna help myself
I don't wanna even try to get by
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So there you have it, a Juggalo's perspective!