I'm tired and empty, take me out.
When there's no longer fear or doubt,
Cut through as the blood on the blade drips down,
I'll know for sure.
In spite of everything you've said,
I do not wish you harm or death.
It's true, we both have the same regrets,
I know for sure.
There is no cure.
I don't wanna feel this anymore.
And when all this is through,
I pray that my ghost will haunt you.
When I no longer make a sound,
I'll rise up from the underground.
My ghost will follow you all around,
You'll know for sure.
You'll know for sure.
That there is no cure.
I don't wanna feel this anymore.
And when all this is through,
I pray that my ghost will haunt you, will haunt you.
I will haunt you, I will.
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