A knife, a gun, a rope I suppose, all these will...
Deciding which part, I should first sacrifice...

In dreams no reality can chase
And no darkness consumes me so I can not see...

Seems days ago, you were next to me
Holding me tight, saying we could be...

It's a curse among some of us
occasionally we can't fight back...

Look into my soul feeling this is only right
Pull me close to you hold me just as tight...

There’s a hole in my life
I know it is there...

He was killed in the subway
the police found him dead...

Time keeps passing by
It keeps running out...

You're f----- now, you really are
go smoke some pot or go to a bar...

I’m angry, I’m livid
the memories are still vivid...

I thought he was different, this one
I thought finally, this life I had won...

I need a cigarette, I need to get drunk
To forget all this shit...