April 2011
When I hate it I know I can feel but When you love it you know it's not real No And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world On its way to hell The living are dead and I hope to join them too I know
When I hate it I know I can feel but When you love it you know it's not real No And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world On its way to hell The living are dead and I hope to join them too I know