And one more day goes by
And my mind to a thousand
Do not know me
Or general command for the bitch who gave birth

Several ideas in my mind
I see myself sporting chain
On an island with a warm sun
Holding a glock with a long comb

I watch my blood drip
I wanted to have you so much
But fate is uncertain
And once again I will not have you

Wrist cutting, scattered knives
I look in the mirror and I'm disgusted with myself
I'm another shit in this world.
That I'm no good fuck

And now that I'm gone
What will you do
Now it's too late
You only have to suffer !!

I am very hesitant, high chances
I cried days and nights begging for a chance

But no god picked me up
And I was confused.
To a revolt of everything
This fucking world!

But it's too late now
Look at my wrists
They are all cut
Good bye world.