Velvet Crowned Suicide

It feels so cold,
Velvet revolvers spinning their dance in my head,
All that I wanted,
Cleverly handed, to the saints that will soon see my face,

Well I never expected this,
No, I never expected, a velvet crowned suicide,

Swallow a bottle of pills,
And string me down from the top of church hill,
My best friend in my hand,
Cock it back and hear my favorite song,
Finally we are one,

I scream and shout and yell and kick,
Maybe I will die,
But keep in mind, those selfish bastards never cut the cord,
So I sit all alone, with thoughts, of , a velvet crowned suicide,

Swallow a bottle of pills,
And string me down from the top of church hill,
My best friend in my hand,
Cock it back and hear my favorite song,
Finally we are one,

Bloody bloody minds, they damn suicide of course mine is no different,
But you'll see in time the world will be bryme and gold,
Shine with the light velvet crowned suicide,

Swallow a bottle of pills,
And string me down from the top of church hill,
My best friend in my hand,
Cock it back and hear my favorite song,
Finally we are one,

Swallow a bottle of pills,
And string me down from the top of church hill,
My best friend in my hand,
Cock it back and hear my favorite song,
Finally we are one,

My velvet crowned suicide,

End you...