So [bad word] Not again you and me
Ready for the fight
I will show you how much I care about you
Hurricanes freak waves vulcans lightning lights
You will show me all the avatars of you
That's alright through the night we will fly by
All the time you'll watching over me
Every sight I try but I don't know how
Your disease are gonna crawl up in to me

But you so [bad word] Nothing left behind
But you so [bad word] My wills are gonna die

I don't know i will go ready for the fight
Time to stop and think about the pain
Like a toy in a joy's hands of suicide
Time is like stroke I've cut it being blamed
But it's alright nothing left at all
Tonight I'm gonna x3

But you so [bad word] Nothing left behind
But you so [bad word] My wills are gonna die
I don't wanna blame you
I don't wanna stay
I just wanna tell you
That for the last time you will pray