Feeling like hell again
Something is wrong within
Deep in my room's a mess
And it feels like ruin
I am ruined, this time for good
Screw my friends and wither
The shape of my mother's life
And my dad, they should run away
Find a life without my suicide
Well known liar and a thief
My legacy will live on, virtue degeneracy
Low life's and hooker friends
With them I need not pretend
Honor in this sick world
Isn't really cherished or imagined
As most define
Screw my friends and wither
The shape of my mother's life
And my dad, they should get away
Live a life without my suicide, this suicide
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