I wish I could get out of here
I wish I could just disappear
To have a life
Away from the knife.
To stop the crying
while my heart is dying.
Makes you strong, doesn't it?
To hit a puppy bit by bit.
What's that on your breath
Rum will lead you to your death.
I hope it comes soon from it
Before the crime is mine to commit.
You're a monster, not a man
thats how my hate towards men began.
Meeting men like you,
Cruel, cold and untrue.
I feel bad for her
for being with a monster.
But she likes it, she doesn't care
seeing her daughter crying, pulling her hair.
Who cares about me, while I'm locked in my room.
Who cares if I suddenly meet my doom?
He doesn't care, she doesn't care, they'd rejoice
and I, here in the darkness, don't have a voice.
