I just steal the reason,
And the former owner
He suffered from depression!
I know what I'm going to do.
I know what I'm doing.
I know what I'll do later.
And then and then ...
And then I'm going crazy!
But crazy is little.
I want to get very crazy!
Then down another glass of Breja, a sinister herb
To give that breeze
And I feel like a marijuana and start thinking, yea!
Reflect that alone and stopped no one leaves the place.
Well, that's where the work starts.
I get very crazy and a little bit crazy!
Then I start to take a drink on a cigarette that does not bring any benefit, but I want to smoke, yea!
They smoke for fun, many smoke just to relax.
I'm really different!
Smoke in the thought: the lung is screaming, can not stand the time is coming I need to kill ...
I need to kill I'm going to kill, it was already there was no one else to stop. I feel it is too much is the end, I fought a lot, but it is over!
Yes, accept that is the end, I accepted and why not you? there is no one to stop me, there are no more tears and there is no more pain. And you do not need to cry!
And do not need to cry ... No, do not need to cry, because tears will never bring me back.
tears will never bring me back!
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