Ken Park

[Hook - various samples & scratches] Suicide, it's a suicide Havin' fatal thoughts of suicide That's suicide, self-murder Bom Bom, have a nice dream! When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell Come on, that's suicide Have his mother singin' it's so haaaaaaaard [Verse 1] Press record, oy oy, you sing in harmony I'd rather Harmony Korine Lamar Benoit, oy oy, headphones on Heads blown off - Ken Park Heartbreak anthems, funeral ballads Brass bands following you in a casket Roses tossed, soaking tissues Voices whisper I miss you Voices whisper I heard he was in too deep Couldn't wake up out of his Hindu sleep Buried in his prom suit, he was so young Kept lines hidden, read read between the Picket signs lifted, we would have seen him But not a word written on a single piece of Board, silence, D-Sisive's rhyming a-gain While aiming a nine at my brain [Hook] [Verse 2] Press record, oy oy, you live in harmony I'd rather Harmony Korine Lamar Benoit, oy oy, headphones on Heads blown off - Ken Park I sing to the sky, serenade stars Spit sick 'til they carry then bury my corpse Again, the reincarnation of Jim Grin in the faces of sin, grim Pray for the songs that I pen Pray for the generation my pain in-fluen-ces Anybody out there listening I miss you but I don't want to miss a thing I wish I could kill what I think I am But I live for the flowers and whispering So silence, D-Sisive's rhyming a-gain While aiming a nine at my brain [Hook] [Outro - sample] It's so hard, to say goodbye to yesterdayyyyy...