The Guilt Trip - Slit Itch Lyrics

I feel an urge to be something
But I'm lost beneath the waves
All natural emotions drown
As it all comes crashing down
Thinking for a minute there
That I could be in control
But it's all illusions now
And I'm bound for the fall

Wait in line for suicide

Every beat of the heart
And every breath that you take
Could well be your last
So let's celebrate
Post natal abortion
Now it is the only way
The virus must be stopped somehow
Now slit that f*cking vein

Wait in line for suicide

Every day is the same
Pale and grey
Sisyphean life
Well is that what we crave

Wait in line for suicide