Drunk in my room on my bed, empty bottle of Jack in my hands
I can see angels smiling… let’s die!
I bought a pack of glue, sniffed it all at fullmoon
I can hear angels crying… let’s die!
CHORUS:
Life is hell and then you die
So better speed it up with knife
In the darkest corner of the street, loading my veins with speed
I can see angels falling… let’s die, die, die, die…
