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