- cifra
i will haunt you, hunt you down during the night
you, you will regret you ever stepped out of line
they, they will beg me, they will cry until you weep
and i, i won't feel sorry, you can believe me, can you believe anything?
i, i can't forget you, i can't forgive what you did to me
you, do you forget why i've killed myself out here at sea?
why? to help my family?
to a help a family, who's been replacing me?
well i, just might replace you with a match stick, and gasoline...
