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Performed By: Questions Unanswered
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: John Stephens, Sylvia Plath




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What a thrill, I am ill
I have taken a pill to kill
My hand is cut wide open
Sends all my soldiers running
Saboteur, kamikaze man
How I'll jump a trepanned veteran
Thin dead white papery feeling
Red flows in, silence is fleeting
I want to die or for you to leave
But I don't want to die for vanity
Dying's an art, it's a celebration
Shoot me down like a dying nation
Darkening, tarnishing
Stain on my gun
Do you love me or do you hate me?
Whose side are you on?
What a thrill, I am ill
I have taken a pill to kill
Your hand is cut wide open
Sends all your soldiers running
Saboteur, kamikaze man
How I'll jump a trepanned veteran
Thin dead white papery feeling
Red flows in, silence is fleeting
I want to die or for you to leave
But I don't want to die for your vanity
Dying's an art, it's a celebration
Shoot you down like a dying nation
Darkening, tarnishing
Stain on my gun
Do you love me or do you hate me?
Whose side are you on?
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What a thrill, I am ill
I have taken a pill to kill
My hand is cut wide open
Sends all my soldiers running
Saboteur, kamikaze man
How I'll jump a trepanned veteran
Thin dead white papery feeling
Red flows in, silence is fleeting
I want to die or for you to leave
But I don't want to die for vanity
Dying's an art, it's a celebration
Shoot me down like a dying nation
Darkening, tarnishing
Stain on my gun
Do you love me or do you hate me?
Whose side are you on?
What a thrill, I am ill
I have taken a pill to kill
Your hand is cut wide open
Sends all your soldiers running
Saboteur, kamikaze man
How I'll jump a trepanned veteran
Thin dead white papery feeling
Red flows in, silence is fleeting
I want to die or for you to leave
But I don't want to die for your vanity
Dying's an art, it's a celebration
Shoot you down like a dying nation
Darkening, tarnishing
Stain on my gun
Do you love me or do you hate me?
Whose side are you on?
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Writer: John Stephens, Sylvia Plath
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