Windows Down With A Frown
Ash On My Jeans
Been Up Eating BeansThese Scenes Keep On Flashin′ Inside Of My Head
But I'd Rather Be Dead
Got No Bread
Out Of Meds
I Can′t Find No Tranquility
Put Me Out Of My Misery
Insomnia Drivin' Me Mental, So I Put It On A Front Like Golds On My Dental
My Lifes Accidental
At The Drop Of A Pencil
I Might Flash Out And Shoot Every Motherfucker While I'm Drivin A Rental
Oh No Don′t Tempt Me
I Ain′t Slept In Six Weeks
Haven't Ate Since Wednesday
God Damn I′m Empty

I Fall Asleep But I Don't Want To Rise Out Of Bed
Escape To My Dreams I Know Some Of Them Wet
The Sun Shinin Bright As I Open My Eyes And Then Close Up The Blinds And Wish That I Was Dead
Some People Wanna Call Me A Pussy
Some People Wanna Call Me A Bitch
Some People Wanna Tell Me That It Ain′t That Bad
Lift Up That Chin
I Wonder What They'd Say After I Slice My Wrists
2 Slits I′m Gone In The Endless Abyss
One Way Street And I Need A Fucking Lift
If Sleep Is The Cousin Of Death I Guess Me And $lick Counting Sheep Until' We Out Of Breath I Mean Shit
Po-pourin' My Emotions Into A Styrofoam Cup
Gulping It Down Til′ I Don′t Give A Fuck