taste of steel

I'm tired to pretend alive
to keep that [bad word] inside
We're tearing we're tearing our veins
We feel taste of steel
Load up the gun
Roll the load
Load up the gun Are you suffer
Never let us
Tonight I die laughing
I've always been hating you
And all those years you saw nothing
I'm back just to say good bye
Look at that guy - some kind of weirdo
With a bullet in his head
He will grow up he will learn to survive
Yeah kiss me lets play with the fire
Love me lets play with the blade
listen it sing