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Wasted days have been put aside, charted along your thoughts you hide Struggling through all the odds of life, checking what does the most, Gun, or Knife Slicing away at the problems you face, you want to pack them all up in the one fatal case You want something to purify? How about a reason to live, or a reason to die Die, It's what you do best Die, bullet through the chest Die, why can't you find Die, the splattered image in your mind Uploading what causes your pain, writing and writing for something to gain You overcame the fact of being alive SongtexteStill you find you must always strive Packaged in a lump, the thought of staying, or the thought of to jump Thrashing, and gashing at your own skin, bleeding until your own pain gives you in You want to let out a lie? How about a reason to live, or a reason to die Die, It's what you do best Die, bullet through the chest Die, why can't you find Die, the splattered image in your mind Die, you try not to gloat Die, cut across the throat Die, seeping through the night Die, the perfect way to fight Why, Return what you do Why, its all I fu cking knew Why, Can't die that well? Why, join me in my hell DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE! Aus Songtexte Mania