گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Standing beneath the moon
The rain hides my tears
I can't seem to find
Reason to live like this:
In constant desperation
For this, what I can't have.
So I sharpen the razors
And I slit my wrists.
Oh so painful
Yet so gainful
It calls to me!
Unleash thyself!
To kill yourself
A fine choice
No one wants you here
You're a fucking disgrace
Cry on your own shoulder
No one cares about you
You've proven as a coward
And an honorless fool
