Sometimes you love people – more than you love yourself   Sometimes you kill people – more than you kill yourself   Homicide - suicide - let’s not work it out   Homicide – suicide – it’s my ticket out   Looking forward to death – each and every day   Looking forward to death – oh please show me the way   Homicide - suicide - let’s not work it out   Homicide – suicide – it’s my ticket out   Sometimes you love freedom – more than you love the lies   Sometimes you lose wisdom - between her lovely thighs   In time, everything - eventually dies   In time, everyone – is a whore for the flies   Look at all the lovely people   I can not wait to kill them all   I like to smell (the) flowers dying   I just can’t wait to end it all   Does anyone have the answers?   Sometimes a bullet solves it all   Does anyone have the cancers?   Just overdose with an eight-ball   Sometimes you love people – more than you love yourself   Sometimes you kill people – more than you kill yourself   Homicide - suicide - let’s not work it out   Homicide – suicide – it’s my ticket out