Son of a bitch, Jason wants to slit his wrists 
But I'll tell you like this, should'nt take the risk 
Knowin the consequences well 
The suicidal suckers end up in hell 
Some rather be dead then living in sin 
'Cause the planet is fucked up and misled 
By fools like you 
Runnin round tellin mother fuckers what they can and can't do 
Butterflies in my stomach 
Make me want to vomit 'cause I know doomsday is coming 
Jason's facin' life or death, it's do or die 
And as he take a deep breath he wonders who will cry 
The only one who really cares is you and I 
But your the only one who really knew why 
Life's a bitch from beginning to end and then you die 
Living the life of sin and why 
I can see it in your eyes I'm not surprised 
As you cross your heart and hope to die 
Living your life on the edge of panic 
But still you manic 
'Cause you was born a schizophrenic 
Never knew life was a bitch, but it is so hard 
I'm living low in the graveyard 
Take a trip to another side another place 
Lying in a casket wit a dead man's face 
Who gives a fuck about you, nobody but you 
But I didn't have to tell you take 'cause that's something you already knew 
Just like a razor to the wrist I'm a cut you quick 
Last dying words is I'm a son of a bitch 
Son of a gun and I've just begun to bleed 
As I scream Jesus christ and fall to my knees 
And as everyone cries they wonder why 
I cross my heart and hope to die 
My rhyme is a nine to the forehead 
And once you push play you'll pull the trigga and now your dead 
A suicidal, homicidal, homicidal, suicidal recital 
Is what I recite when I'm on the mic 
At midnight I'll smother you like crib death 
And find my record spinning 
You'll never no I was grinnin when I did that 
This is the you-N-H-O-L-why 
Deadly, like pesticide 
So just step aside 
Once I knew a little girl was playin my tape on Sunday 
They found her in some headphones dead on Monday 
Hanging from a chandelier the only thing to fear is fear 
When you get them butterflies you know the Unholy is near 
Some disappear and never be found 
Some are smothered by the rhythm and then drown 
And when I blow your mind your won't know why 
You'll soon cross your heart and hope to die