• razor blades
    to my wrist
    hand grenades
    in my fist
    daddy mourns
    momma bangs
    i was born
    i was chained
    drugs are good
    lies are fine
    if i could
    i'd be high
    nevermore
    i am insane
    my lips are sore
    my heart was slain
    i give up
    i'll bow to you
    and i'll stand up
    this life is new
    blood is spilled
    war goes on
    peace is willed
    but never caught
    i understand
    my heart has died
    in air or land
    there still are lies
    ha.ha.ha.ha
    i will laugh till the end
    ha.ha.ha.ha
    i will laugh at you