All the flowers fades and you too someday
And when you will it; I gonna smile.
You win be this game, but don´t you will it again
I suear you and I never lied.
You don´t care me now, you fucking bitch of mine
Don´t you back to me you´re gonna die.
Motherfuckers friends, master of the fakes,
I gonna shoot them. I have my gun.
But I have real friends whom understands
When I coming always drunk.
I ask them for the beer and they put me to sleep
I listen voices from the dark... Your voice is here.