Black is my colour
Dark is my flavour
Hour after hour I can't control my behaviour
Hear me Hell
You know I'm yours
I'm a kind of gloomy angel
Who hurts himself and shocks the others
I wanna cry
I wanna scream
I wanna suffer
I wanna fly
In the deepest deep
That's the death I deserve
I'm ready to die
Do not dry my eyes
I've got no future
Suffering's my leisure
People = shit
Go away from me
Don't try to be my friend
Gloom is not a trend
I've got a nervous disease
I live my life not at ease
Sometimes I'm a little bit crazy
Sometimes I'm a little bit funny
You cannot accustom to me
I'm even too dangerous for me!
I've got the fighter's spirit
Dreams in my head aren't sweet
SUICIDE is one solution
REVENGE is one solution
PUNISHMENT is one solution!
I have got gothic style, in my heart, in my soul
I'm not the only one but I feel like I'm alone
As there are so many people who laugh and joke
I am losing control or I djust don't give a fuck...
