Thats what you like to do -
To treat a man like a pig.
And when I'm dead and gone,
Its an award I've won.
Thats what you like to do -
To treat a man like a pig.
And when I'm dead and gone,
Its an award I've won.
I know you raped me,
And rocked my soul and life.
You screwed my brain,
And offered me a line.
As my life flashes before my eyes
I’m wondering will I ever see another sunrise
So many won’t get the chance to say goodbye
But it’s too late...
For you it is so easy
To erase my name.
You might have a celebration
For the ones, who died.
What a lie to say I'm immortal
What a lie to sell me your fame.
Where is God when I'm buried
Does he stop this bloody game.