מילים לשיר How To Be An Idiot – MI6

another morning still in bed, so many thoughts run through my head, self
i stayed up late the night before, to contimplate and self absorb, knowing my life sucks to me
there is no answer i can see yesterday i wrote another goodbye note
i took a razor and i tried to cut my throat but i missed a dull blade one of my first signs i found a plastic bag to wrap around my head it was a little small i killed the cat instead that little bastard's suppose to live another 8 more times
what's wrong with my mind prozac for the way you feel, makes your body so sureal having one with wine is just the trick took a lighter to a can of raid, drinking drain and all it did was make me really sick but i don't care, my whole damn life seems so unfair do you know what might be wrong with me here in my own hell, they say that i don't look so well do you know how lonely it can be knowing my life sucks to me today i'm feeling down, like most of the time i called another dam suicide hot line and the girl on the phone didn't really care
i said i'd end my life, but it always falls apart i couldn't get my brand new car to start.
the disappointments more than i can bare. and only burned my elbows on the rack
opened up the oven door, laid down on the kitchen floor jumped out of a flying plane, you'd think that i might be insane but i forgot my chute was on my back i tied a knot and pulled it through, and broke the ceiling fan in two it only made me dizzy for a bit now i'm burried underground, and everyone just stands around my grave stone with the caption "idiot".