That's my choice
That's my wrongs
Popping pills making new songs
I'm sick of depression and haven't my voice
Remember the days we walking together
Couldn't turn back , nothing else matter
Why you so sad and beautiful now?
Come over let's make some blow , wow
Tears that you shed are turning to grey
F*ck your fake feelings
I'm going my way
To the cemetery gateway
That's my choice
That's my wrongs
Popping pills making new songs
I'm sick of depression and haven't my voice