Even though some things are better left unsaid There's a few things I need to get off my chest I need to vent - let me tell you why I'm suicidal, maniacal
I'm suicidal, maniacal, self-destructive You leave me no hope, no life Nothing worth living for I've taken it, can't take it anymore My worst nightmare
Traduzione: Uccisore. Esilio.
: Even though some things are better left unsaid There's a few things I need to get off my chest I need to vent - let me tell you why I'm suicidal,