I-Polaroids کے بول

I get up and i only wanna go to sleep I wake up to keep tricks (living days) on me She says my confusion shows as the holes in me I say I'm too thirsty I think, need a drink Cause I lost my soul to the needle, to the (ink?) And she knows how she kills me with the polaroids! I know that you wish I never had been born I guess that you give me more to cry for She says kids are cool to be but cool to fear I say I'm out of this shit I'm in I am led I can get disconnected I can get so dead! She knows how she kills me with the polaroids!