Looking at the immensity Under the emptiness of my world When i feel nothing Nothing more than What i used to And never give me a chance To tell you about what your eyes will see I feel strange Something's going to change When i will stay so out of you When i will stay out of you I feel strange Something's going to change When i feel astray So out of you. Lead in my decomposition I will send you a postcard from hell Rememberin you weren't often so good As you tried to make me. Show me myonlytomb-stone I will send u a postacrd from hell from down Remembering you were not so good and You tried to make me so.
