Broken. Pieces.
I ablaze my rotting ways while I wait for tomorrow.
Disturbing fear in my brain – I am filled with sorrow.
Crossing the bridge of lies, falling and screaming.
Waiting for the next day while I’m dreaming.
Chorus :
Still want me to hide? Still want me to stop?
I wish you were fucking dead!
След всичко, което се случи, не си ми приятел.
Спри, изчезни веднага, педерастки предател!
Искаш аз да съм в гроба, искаш да съм мъртъв.
С ножа си бавно ме режеш, дали ще се измъкна?
Chorus:
…And now are you happy with what I am,
With one foot in the grave?!
Fucker, don’t try to break me,
Because you will be devoured!
I wish I had a thousand knives,
I wish I had a thousand knives,
I wish I had a thousand knives,
I wish I had these fucking…
Take your nasty lies and go away!
Take your nasty lies and go away!
Take your nasty lies and go away!
Take your nasty lies and go away!
Chorus:
Still want me to hide? Still want me to stop?
I wish you were fucking dead!
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