Feel like killnig myself Put a shotgun to my head And blast it Have my nightmare come to an end And sleep tight Put a shotgun to my head
Everyone, everyone in the world Is all...against me And you...and you You hate me At least... That's what my brain - it tells me To do something wrong
Today, I feel like picking on someone Tiny And then...and then... I tell lies The naughtiness in my head Takes me inside It ain't right
Mirror please... Is that me? Or someone I may know Thet's not me With everything on my shoulder It could be Maybe I'm in denial Wake me up please I just hope, I just hope It's a bad dream