Run away from hell
Please,excuse my smell
Listen,now I'm dead
Fuck my if I sad
[CHORUS:]
Why
You have to
give
You've to forgive
You have to live
I can fly
around
Pleaced of the ground
I can see my friends
Frig their
balls with hands
[CHORUS]
It's my funeral
Ican
see it all
Look - it's me in this coffin,I'm deaad
All this
bastards pretend as thay sad
Fuck my aunt,It's so terrible sound
Oh,It's me,I'm at least under ground
You know what I mean
It feel like in dream
You free and don't care
What stuff you've
to wear
Come on join me my friend
You'll find promised land
This bastards will suck
We'll newer could give a fuck...