All the flowers fades and you too someday And when you will it; I gonna smile. You win be this game, but don´t you will it again I suear you and I never lied. You don´t care me now, you fucking bitch of mine Don´t you back to me you´re gonna die. Motherfuckers friends, master of the fakes, I gonna shoot them. I have my gun. But I have real friends whom understands When I coming always drunk. I ask them for the beer and they put me to sleep I listen voices from the dark... Your voice is here.