friEND

I’d rather be dead
Instead of my friend.
My heart’s gonna blow
Nerves comes to the end..

I’d cut all my veins
To forget all the pains,
But you’re watching upstairs
How I suffer in chains..

I can’t sleep every night
And I’m forced to fight.
All consequences died
In that night and tonight..

All my thoughts ask me why
I believe in this lie,
I’ve been telling whole life
That I don’t want to die..


Рецензии