Paroles de Fragments

Multiply your pain three times Head shakes pressure grows Victimized with vulgar lies Throwing up now six times Pale face anger grows Had enough with your life Feel the need to tell someone In my hour of blackness Black, fuck, god, dead Make them go away Puss, suck, god, dead Rip them off me Won't someone Stabbed someone four times Red blood cold death Roaring breaks in my mind Throwing up now nine times Gather my mind fragments Get them together