Lyric Eternal Questiuns Of Existence

Run away from hell
Please,excuse my smell
Listen,now I m dead
Fuck my if I sad

CHORUS:

Why
You have to give
You ve to forgive
You have to live

I can fly around
Pleaced of the ground
I can see my friends
Frig their balls with hands

CHOURS

It s my funeral
Ican see it all

Look - it s me in this coffin,I m deaad
All this bastards pretend as thay sad
Fuck my aunt,It s so terrible sound
Oh,It s me,I m at least under ground

You know what I mean
It feel like in dream
You free and don t care
What stuff you ve to wear
Come on join me my friend
You ll find promised land
This bastards will suck
We ll newer could give a fuck...