Idioma Origen:
I want to wake up in your white, white sun
I want to wake up in your world with no pain
But I´ll just suffer in a hope to die someday
While you are numb all of the way
When you hate it you know you can feel but
When you love it you know it´s not real
No
And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world
On its way to hell
The living are dead and
I hope to join them too
I know what to do and I di it well...
When you hate it you know you can feel but
When you love it you know it´s not real
No
Shoot myself to love you
If I loved myself I´d be shooting you
Idioma Destino:
I want to wake up in your white, white sun
I want to wake up in your world with no pain
But I´ll just suffer in a hope to die someday
While you are numb all of the way
When you hate it you know you can feel but
When you love it you know it´s not real
No
And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world
On its way to hell
The living are dead and
I hope to join them too
I know what to do and I di it well...
When you hate it you know you can feel but
When you love it you know it´s not real
No
Shoot myself to love you
If I loved myself I´d be shooting you