I like a sun at sunset I do not remember sleep
I will bring myself to painless pain in my fle
all the staff in my hand every fucking day
you will bend kneeling down by the fate
i'll pull my game in another stuff
devil separating my eyes in my last life
but now i've been getting my bassline
you should get my knife in another night
double lean in your left arm let's start
this another goodnight in your poor life
that's right you loks like your dead wife
you still hide the blood in red wine
cause crying you still hide the tears in wine
and I let my tears burn to the ground in line