Johnny Three:    Sick with myself,    But I've got no one else,    So I give it to myself    It’s the only thing that helps      It's the same thing    This pain thing    That keeps me from sleeping   And screaming that god    I must be mother fucking dreaming      And I can rest in peace    And at least cease to be   Cease to see those things in me    That make me wanna cease to breath      And ceased to need    And ceased to feed,    Sickness that's in me   This is all that I can be,    I can't breathe as I bleed       Tha Producer:    I don't know why I cut myself,    God, give me a sign or help   I won’t cry it'll be fine,    I'll take my last breath   Push it out my chest    ‘Till there’s nothing left      I know that my minds near the end,    God, I hurt myself and fell   I won’t cry it'll be fine,    I'll take my last breath   Push it out my chest    ‘Till there’s nothing left      J-Dog:    Have you ever met a living legend,    Just a real friend    Who planned his end?    And where do I began    You said it was pretend.    And when the bullet went through   It took more then just you,    It took two, it was you,    It was me, and suddenly   How can someone say they're helpless?    And then they act so selfish.    You put me through hell with this    So fuck you lets just end this.    And what about our friendship    And what you did was senseless.    You thought you found an exit.    Like I said lets end this.       Tha Producer:    I don't know why I cut myself,    God, give me a sign or help   I won’t cry it'll be fine,    I'll take my last breath   Push it out my chest    ‘Till there’s nothing left      I know that my minds near the end,    God, I hurt myself and fell   I won’t cry it'll be fine,    I'll take my last breath   Push it out my chest    ‘Till there’s nothing left      Tha Producer:    I just wanna say good bye,    Disappear with no one knowing   I don't wanna live this lie,    Smiling to the world unknowing,       I don't want you to try,    You've done enough to keep me going,    I'll be fine, I'll be fine,    I'll be fine for the very last time.      Tha Producer:    I don't know why I cut myself,    God, give me a sign or help   I won’t cry it'll be fine,    I'll take my last breath   Push it out my chest    ‘Till there’s nothing left      I know that my minds near the end,    God, I hurt myself and fell   I won’t cry it'll be fine,    I'll take my last breath   Push it out my chest    ‘Till there’s nothing left