Sometimes I Think About His Death کے بول

Can you leave me here? I no longer need to keep I don't know what time I have wasted How much I tasted How much I tasted Sometimes I think about his death That is so sad I don't wanna anymore Knock on your door Knock on your door Everything made me bad This is so crap Everything made me bad This is so crap Sometimes I think about his death That is so sad That is so bad