Download Lagu I Hurt Myself - Dark Lotus MP3

Pain, pain is sexual I, and I'm horny, I I'm horny, I, horny, I I jump in a mosh pit, but I'm alone Between four trees, I get it on My brain is hemorrhaging It's them or me It ain't easy knockin' over a tree I pass out, I wake up, the room is padded It would appear I've had it, but hold up Clothes rip, wrap 'em around my neck And choke myself to death, no breath Now I'm out, I'm strapped down But wait, I can still move my head around I got about four inches between the back of my head (and) And the metal gurney bed Boom, slammed it, retractions I feel the back of my skull is crackin' A broken bone is piercing my brain And oh, I just hammered it in I hurt myself I hurt myself (stop me) Pain, pain Hurt, I hurt myself (stop me) I'm sittin' in the dark, talking to myself Why does everybody tell me that I need help (help) I'm in love with pain, I take a needle or a knife And drive that motherfucker through my wind pipe Just might take a razor blade, dip it in some gas See if I can take a little skin off the calf (what the fuck?) Grotesque, I'm a walking body bag And when it all heals, I'll pick the scabs Alone in the casket, buried in the earth Self-inflicted wounds, blood stains on my t-shirt Kick at the door 'til' my legs fall off Try to use my head but my skull to soft The pain overwhelms, shootin' through my kidney Blood rushes out when I stick the shank in me Keep stabbin' and stickin', a wound opened Cut off oxygen, take my own life again Why, tell me why do you hurt yourself When you know I love you? (Stop me) Why, tell me why do you hurt yourself When you know I love you? (Stop me) Do you wanna die? (Die?) Do you need my help? Is itself mutilation that you're bringing on yourself Went through the same situation one year ago I guess that explains all them scars on my throat Why you still breathing? Are you still alive? Escaping from the demons that you had locked inside You're that suicidal, then come and play my game One gun, one bullet, empty room with no pain A layer of skin, ooh, I pull it back And smooth it back down with one simple smack (ouch) Wednesday nights, I got kicked off my bowling league Just 'cause I'd show up, bite a bowling ball, then leave Yeah, go ahead, curse me, you faggots So I throw my legs under moving cars, you got your habits I don't consider it hurtin' myself, it brings me joy Now shut the fuck up, here (batter up), huh Cut and slice away with the steak knife Hit myself in the ankle with a PVC pipe X-Acto blade, underneath the fingernail Bleed and make another cut, fuckin' might as well Tablespoon of Morton salt in an open wound If it don't burn you don't know what you doin' (right) If you fail, just return to start Self-defecation, is a beautiful art (yeah) Why, tell me why do you hurt yourself When you know I love you? (Stop me) Why, tell me why do you hurt yourself When you know I love you? (Stop me) Stop me Stop me Stop me Pain, I, I, sexual pain, stop me I, I, I, sexual, stop me Is, is sexual, do you hurt yourself? Stop me I, I, I, stop me Is it sexual? I, I, I, I, I, I, (sexual, sexual) stop me Is it sexual? Is it sexual? Stop me