Swimming in a sheet of blood
Cutting my cables - cutting my wrists
Nothing will work out - if there won't be pain
Living with sound of a bad song
Travelling
No return
The escape was eternally sealed
My life flows as the sand in and hourglass
Say goodbye while I say hello
Don't give a dawn to what I say
I already know all your dirty tricks
Now I know I'm a lucky guy
They pay twenty bucks for your blood
It took me twenty six years to assemble all that
It'll take me two seconds to finish with that
I feel yesterday much nearer now
I got a list of friends who I shouldn't trust to ask for heap bleeding
Mr. Mist is the in window
I'm getting crazy
Swimming in a sheet of blood
Cutting my cables - cutting my wrists
My blood and my last cigarrete
My blood and I feel my last moments
My blood and I guess I heard Jesus calling me
My blood and now it's too late to return
