Our context engine found "slit my wrists" used in 6 musical pieces, reflecting its semantic importance.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.
slit my wrists
Singer: eli.
when will they be proud of me? it's getting harder to see
slit my wrists
bloody fists
when will they be proud of me? it's getting harder to see
slit my wrists
bloody fists
Singer: murderdolls
so sick of this
i wanna slit my wrists
a basketcase stitched-up face
so sick of this
i wanna slit my wrists
a basketcase stitched-up face
Singer: bring me the horizon
i couldn't give a fuck
i'd rather slit my wrists than keep in touch
you're on my blacklist and there's nothing left to say
i couldn't give a fuck
i'd rather slit my wrists than keep in touch
you're on my blacklist and there's nothing left to say
Singer: abk (anybody killa)
i've been down on my mothafuckin' luck
i've lost jobs i've wanted to bang my head against a wall. slit my wrists and bleed all over your brand new white tee shirt. bitch what!
let the pain make you happy like a stress reliever. when the world got you feeling like a underachiever. in my 80's were like so depressive and if you know me well then you know i'm aggressive. i got a rap sheet for being a deadbeat. i guess i'm incomplete so my body i miss treat. it's like i really never did belong. so i made a theme song
i've been down on my mothafuckin' luck
i've lost jobs i've wanted to bang my head against a wall. slit my wrists and bleed all over your brand new white tee shirt. bitch what!
let the pain make you happy like a stress reliever. when the world got you feeling like a underachiever. in my 80's were like so depressive and if you know me well then you know i'm aggressive. i got a rap sheet for being a deadbeat. i guess i'm incomplete so my body i miss treat. it's like i really never did belong. so i made a theme song
Singer: avenged sevenfold
start
slit my wrists
take away the pain. slit my throat
start
slit my wrists
take away the pain. slit my throat
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend
I think I'll slit my wrists again
And I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend
I think I'll slit my wrists again
And I'm gone, gone, gone, gone