"Suicide Watch" genre: Alternative General
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	CD: Only This   Label: Atlantic Records Credits: Written by angelo gianni/Performed by Treadmill Trackstar/Produced by Joe Hardy
	Story Behind the Song SUICIDE WATCH by angelo ©gianni Shot with a diamond bullet? Put away your jewel gun just put it away. Inoculated arms, Thin kindle lighting easy burning clear with no temperature and no smell. Too pure for fumes casting shadows of ruined lives. There is no need to make a campfire of inoculated arms to know horror. It lives right here. Right here in my un severed body. In my landscaped neighborhood, In my pressed shirt and my trimmed hair In my secure job In my loving relationships In my trying In my success What you saw was horror, yes. Blatant and labeled, an atrocity Thats what it took to shake you up, thats what it took to drive you away. But true horror is more subtle, and its everywhere. When you come to recognize the refined horror, The cultured horror, the horror that hangs invisible from your eyelids and screams in your face, when you come to see that, the jungle will not be far enough away. Lyrics Suicide Watch ©gianni Out of all of your reasons you can only pick one here it comes instead of falling to pieces youd rather fall into one heres a gun want me to sort through the ruble slip the tag on your toe I dont know and Im going to start laughing Im not checking your note stupid hope Ive watched you sleep with your shoes on It wasnt hard to pretend (you) looked content tore the floor boards from hiding wasting all that you know here we go Im such a fan, Im so deceived you wear your heart tucked up your sleeve I failed to wake up this morning and its a blur and it all spins this hole is here Im getting in dont want the dirt to be lonely CHORUS were you healed or were you fed it doesnt matter anymore were you there or were you led it doesnt matter anymore what is talent what is faith it doesnt matter anymore were you something or a waste It never mattered I didnt know I didnt think I need you here I need a drink I never thought for a moment I threw advice helped make your bed broke (a) champagne bottle on your head (and) waved as you went off floating CHORUS

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