I don't like to talk...
so if you want me..
to talk to you about pain...
look down...
at the wrists that never...
stop to bleed...

ONCE I HAD THIS WORLD,
BUT NOW I DONT HAVE NO ONE.

DOES IT RUN IN YOUR BLOOD,
TO BETRAY THE ONES YOU LOVE.

WHO WAS THE FOOL,
WHO THE WISE MAN,
BEGGAR OR KING?,
WHETHER POOR OR RICH,
ALLS THE SAME IN DEATH.

NO ONE CAN STOP US FROM SUICIDE.

[Suicide Is The Only Way Out..]

I wish i could die, but my wishes never come true...

IS THERE ANOTHER SIDE BEYOND THE BLACK AND WHITE,
A PLACE I COULD MEET YOU BY
A PLACE ON THE OTHER SIDE

I KNOW IN MY HEART WE ALL DIE
LIKE THE DAY AND THE NIGHT
LIKE THE SUN IN THE SKY

IF MY HEART STILL BEATING IT MUST BE THE BLOOD,
IF YOUR LUNGS STILL WORKING IT MUST BE THE MUD.

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