I feel the train Lost in my vain Cost yellow fame I cant stop be game Lovers dream Covers scream Fellas fight Not all right Schoolgirls are free Boys glad couldnt be Seriosly Chemical death Without face Sloppy cant stop this straight
I have one day to remember myself To fuck up the brain To have bleeding vain To bring out all kids fairy-tales Reality fears, dont care About the liers, fuck paradise, fuck violence, fuck all the fires fuck all the gamers, smoking my name, fucking famous fame of the one day Dear, programme whithout hero. Tear on sloppy hand near the mirror I'm bleeding when I hear that I am guess We dont wanna to have world without death
I feel mine breaking the time I feel time breaking the line I feel shine dead valentine Under my mind, I am not kind