I'm tired of myself and my lumps I have everything against my own body What helps is the lump in my liver When someone's stomach still swells up I'm tired of myself because I was a bit selfish I'm tired of my name and my thoughts And here's something that doesn't warm up What helps is the lump in my heart When no one's afraid I'm tired of myself because I was a bit selfish I despise my past and my birth Which I haven't enjoyed Nature must have been a bit too evil When I wasn't even born I hate myself because I was a bit selfish I'm tired of my handwriting and my voice And my brain is covered in lead It would be funny if you could forget Who you are and be born again I'm tired of myself because I was a bit selfish
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