Sick Little Suicide

Mark said he could hold his own head up and share his mind

With the peeling paint on the bedroom wall

One step ahead of the pack of Marlboros

Still, I don't believe he would take that fall

Those things'll put you back some paychecks,

Set you back about a year or two

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do, it's all that we do

And the ground downtown is a countdown, no air anywhere in the area

Suck back these take-home packs of euthanasia, youth in America

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do,

You decide which one's for you

Which one's for you

"Mark my words, oh, just a little more", Sarah said

And suddenly subsistence is suicide

Exercise and malnutrition keep curves tight

'Cause all that matters is what's outside

So says every magazine cover which gallantly assaults

Our own women and children, but it's not my fault, it's never my fault

We dare bury our three square fare in a 21st-century artery

And feed beyond our need, so pardon me, this part of me

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do,

You decide which one's for you

Which one's for you

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do,

You decide which one's for you

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do,

You decide which one's for you

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do,

You decide which one's for you

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do,

You decide which one's for you

There's a sick little suicide in all that we do,

You decide