作词 : Peter TÄgtgren 作曲 : Peter TÄgtgren ??? to violent ??? I tried to find my own ??? And I'll rule ??? And create a perfect race ??? The voices I here are trying to conrol me Need to clean my mind or never survive Suicide, the only solution Life is to a fault for no retribution??? But now ?????? This is ??? Slashing my arms, To let the blood free Soon to get away from the pain I have lost all I believe, To a world of hypocrisy Not afraid to die, Just an empty soul, unconscious Whats a drug to make a difference But now I'm taking it through Only the pain I earn,The kind that sticks right through you The voices are here are trying to control me Soon to get away from the pain I have lost all I believe, To a world of hypocrisy Not afraid to die, Just an empty soul, unconscious Whats a drug to make a difference But now I'm taking it through Only the pain I earn,The kind that sticks right through you
作词 : Peter TÄgtgren 作曲 : Peter TÄgtgren ??? to violent ??? I tried to find my own ??? And I'll rule ??? And create a perfect race ??? The voices I here are trying to conrol me Need to clean my mind or never survive Suicide, the only solution Life is to a fault for no retribution??? But now ?????? This is ??? Slashing my arms, To let the blood free Soon to get away from the pain I have lost all I believe, To a world of hypocrisy Not afraid to die, Just an empty soul, unconscious Whats a drug to make a difference But now I'm taking it through Only the pain I earn,The kind that sticks right through you The voices are here are trying to control me Soon to get away from the pain I have lost all I believe, To a world of hypocrisy Not afraid to die, Just an empty soul, unconscious Whats a drug to make a difference But now I'm taking it through Only the pain I earn,The kind that sticks right through you
