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December Suicide

been such scary things Of suicide and frozen ice Over my pale body Suffocating December December, December God I hate December Oh, God I hate, God I hate December December, December God I hate December

December 27th, 4:30 in the fucking morning. Sleep? Ain't no fucking sleep here, not with all these fucked up thoughts bouncing around in my fucking head

Whole World Baby Thats What Im Shittin On Comfy In That Two Seater The Engine Where The Trunk Go Suicide Doors Make Them Women Wanna Jump Off I Talk That Money Shit I Call That My Trunk Flow December

in the same ring Now it's house by the building Where Malcolm X was slain I spring train in the winter Round early December Run suicide drills over and

need paper, mo' than I do a wife If I go broke, I would die Hustle longer than nine to five Can't be broke, got too much pride What's after broke, suicide

is real This is not your average love it's forever Last December Mother you have forced us here Last December Father now we'll disappear Last December

called) was written in 1982 by then frontman of the band, Tomaz Hostnik, who committed suicide in December that year. I believe it was his suicide note

blizzards and fog Opening of the conflagration Thrust to the hostile front Snowed up Russian winter There's nothing shining bright Resistance in December

want to analyze me For all those who want to analyze me Start it off in the hips, move to my lips For all those who want to analyze me My mother committed suicide