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$UICIDEBOY$ x ROZZ DYLIAMS - HANDZUM $UICIDE
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rozz Dyliams
Rozz Dyliams
Vocals
Ruby Da Cherry
Ruby Da Cherry
Vocals
Scrim
Scrim
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
Aristos Petrou
Aristos Petrou
Songwriter
Dylan Ross
Dylan Ross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Deranged from the blood stains all over my brain
Just another day, this killer train is ridin' down your way
I'm fucking starting to unthread, these voices that's in my head
I got a romance with the dead, and sleeping in river beds, uh
Damaging my organs, to me, they just ain't important
I'm a different kind of breed, the one that don't even breathe
The one you ain't gotta feed, just rob and take what I need
Fucking product of the $uicide, fucking spawn of Satan
Cuttin' on my wrist, while these women fornicating
I'm debating to take my life
Forsaken by sacrifice
Mistaken for something nice
[Verse 2]
Pile of ashes is my final form
Got a roll of duct tape, and a rag soaked in chloroform
Flies swarm because my body's warm, shatter the urn
See me blowing in the wind like a scattered storm
Grey matter splattered in front of the corner store
Saw that when I was fourteen, walking around the 2nd Ward
Send him to the seventh floor
Ended up with floor seats to something I didn't want to see
Now that scene is in my head every time I go to sleep
When I dream, I rest in peace knowing I'll be dead
Earth will be my final bed
Poison me with lead, inject it into my fucking head
[Verse 3]
Pressure, pressure
How do I dear deal with all this pressure?
In my way
It’s in my lungs
It’s in my thoughts
It’s in my brain
A guilty conscience some might say, I’m paranoid and locked away
A withering weed in the garden that God wasn't supposed to save
Locked up in an open grave
Reading King James' Bible
With a couple quotes erased, but kept the ones that made me smile
Do I really see everything for what it is?
Or is it that I can’t see anything with such a bad case of denial
When I die, then put my body in a boat
And light it on fire, push me out to sea
And let the wind do what I might've
No matter whatever I feel about anything
It wasn’t until I burned all my bridges
It made my future brighter
Written by: Aristos Petrou, Ramirez, Scott Arcenaux, Scott Arceneaux Jr.
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