My dear,
make me drunk so I'll forget,
make me remind myself what did i do.
My dear,
don't let me sit with my thoughts that get me through
My dear,
don't kill yourself blaming me,
kill your soul and blame your mind.


It's the source to our diseases,
a mix of struggle of good and evil,
and urge to kill and love.
A temptation that can't be exhaled,
Once in your brain cant be let out,
Once in your thought cant be open,
Once your lungs and you cant get it out.
3 O that cancel and make you think twice that
end this house of lust.


A feeling of grunge my dear,
from you dear ,how can you miss, what you never felt?
How can you die from things you never had and how can you
cry if you never lived to try dear?


Oh dear, you'll never understand what made me suicide in our
small tempting and sweet sick sad world,
in our tempting love that I never felt.
With the bits of poison you exhaled in doses to torture
what's left from my soul.
And don't forget you didn't love ,my dear,
and don't forget to remain a girl and don't forget to
forgive
my sick sad twisted sweet words.
girl cuz I'm drunk,
drunk from you,
drunk from life,
drunk from loving something that ain't,
drunk from touching the cold bodies you have in your soul,
From he laugher after death with your open minded sexy
soul,
drunk, yes drunk momie, drunk........