Testo di Dead

Go home to your death Living life's last breath Waiting for your final say Imprisoned 'till the end of your days Giving in, losing all hope Wanting to die My past and future are about to Collide Tell me, tell me how it should be Tell me what you want from me Tell me, tell me how it should be Tell me what you want from me Now as you're done, your life is too You need a hand to pull you through Just like when I needed you This time we'll tell you what to do