Artist: Dark Lotus Album: Tales From the Lotus Pod Song: I Hurt Myself Typed by: body_in_the_attic@hotmail.com (Violent J) I jump in a mosh-pit, but I'm alone Between four trees I get it on My brain is hemorhaging, it's them or me It aint easy knocking over a tree Pass out, I wake up, the room is padded It would appear I've had it, but hold up Clothes ripper, wrap 'em around my neck And choke myself to death, no breath Now I'm out, I'm strapped down Wait, I can still move my head around I got about 4 inches between the back of my head And the metal gurney bed (boom) Slammin' it, retractions I feel the back of my skull is cracking A broken bone is piercing my brain And oh! I just hammered it in (Monoxide Child) I'm sittin' in the dark, talking to myself Why does everybody tell me that I need help I'm in love with pain, I take a needle or a knife And drive that mother fucker 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 Grotesque`, I'm a walking body bag And when it all heals, I'll pick the scabs (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) Alone in the casket, buried in the earth Self-inflicketed 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 overwhlems, shootin' through my kidney Blood rushes out when I stick the shank in me Keep stabbin' and stickin', a wound opened up again Cut off oxygen, take my own life again [Chorus: repeat 2X] Why....tell me why...do you hurt yourself When you know I love you? (Stop Me!) (Marz) Ya try to run up on me, and pull a piece out that belt I smiled, grabbed that shit and shot my fucking self I staple my tattoos on, see me close eye'd Runnin' in the traffic, just to get my bruise on An icepick through the head of my dick I might slice up my face & my lips My main artery, is beggin' me To let it float free, grab a razor blade, let it bleed (Shaggy 2Dope) A layer of skin, ooh, I pull it back And smooth it back down with one simple smack Wednesday nights I got kicked off my bowling league Just 'cause I show up, bite a bowling ball and leave Yea go ahead, curse me you faggots So I throw my legs under moving cars, you got your habbits I don't consider it hurtin' myself It brings me joy, now shut the fuck up, here! (batter up)(crack) (Jamie Madrox) Cut and slice away with the steak knife Hit myself in the ankle with PVC pipe Exact-O-Blade, underneith the finger nail Bleed and make another cut, fuckin' might as well Table spoon of Mortan's salt in an open wound If it don't burn you don't know what you doin' If you fail, just return to start Self-defecation, is a beautiful art [Chorus]