True Self Loathing

I wake up every morning just to realize
I wanna cut my throat and rip out my eyes.
Slit my wrists, let the blood hit the floor,
To smash my spine with a two-by-four.
Break my legs and then my nose
Strangle myself with a garden hose
Invite the devil into my life
Cut off my limbs with a dull bread knife.

I'd mix bleach and kerosene
Cyanide, chloride, Gasoline
And after I drink this lethal mix
I'd impale myself with a crucifix.