kill myself

What in God's name are you talking about?
 Your son, Mr. Thorn. The son of the devil
 You're insane
 He must die, Mr. Thorn!
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 I've been thinking 'bout some bullshit
 'Boutta take a gun and load it up with a full clip
 Put that shit up to my head and I pull it
 My brains fall out and my eyes go close
 God damn, you look so fucking gorgeous
 The way that you're looking at me it's so morbid
 God damn, baby come to my fortress
 Yeah I'll give you the world, yeah
 Your all I adore, bitch
 I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
 I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
 I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
 You gave me something that I could never forget
 I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
 I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit
 I give up, baby girl, yeah I forfeit