Give up give up give up
Die die die die
Give up give up give up
Die die die die
Dear God
It is raining heavily now
Now all people share the same problem
I still don't talk to my brothers nor my mother or father
I wonder why my mother still works
My mother is an eyesore to me
I never had a proper communication with my parents
By the way
WHO AM I, REALLY?
I always keep quiet, trying to avoid trouble
Am I the main character in the world or am I the greatest loser
I didn't really have happy memories in childhood
I shouldn't have been born
I shouldn't have come to school
I should just have stayed in my room and not cause anyone trouble
Dear God, what should I do in this lifetime?
If I were to be sent to rehab again, I'd like to be sent to a rehab in a very rich country like Switzerland or Norway
I'm sick of everybody's noise.
Their noise makes me sick.
I hope everyone becomes silent or better yet be wiped out.
Don't be too crazy for love
Don't be a slave to love
I want a servant to cook for me and do my laundry and clean the house
And all I will do is just to sleep