[Lyric] Suicidal Teenager Blues (Alberto Cuesta the Shephard (E I E I O))

I got them suicidal teenager blues, my friend
And there's nothing you can do
I got them suicidal teenager blues, my friend
And there's nothing you can do
Just because you could, doesn't mean you can
When I cotemplate your lies
What the fuck is wrong with you, my man?
Your actions, I really do despise
Every day your façade fades away
Then you see who you really are
Curtin's drawn, there's no more play
You're not a twinkling little star
Fuck it
Space Invaders attacking your mind
Buzzing like a hornet's hive
Now you've angerеd everyone
Mothеrfuckers don't seem too kind
To market, to market, to buy a gun
Now we know what you have done
No more chances, no more hope
Time hang yourself by rope
See you motherfuckers in hell!
Now you've got them suicidal teenager blues, my friend
And there's nothing you can do
Your shitty life has reached its end
And there's nothing you can do
Hope you like it in hell, baby! Yeah!
How will my blackbird ever sing?
How will my blackbird sing?
That was fucking weird