Now come one come all to this tragic affair
Wippe off that makeup-what´s in is despair
So throw on the black dress
Mix it with the lot
You might wake up and notice you´re someone you´re not
If you look in the mirror and don´t like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it´s like to be me
So gather´round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I´d encourage your smiles
I´ll expect you won´t cry
Ahhhhhh Ahhhhhh
Ahhhhhh Ahhhhhh
Another contusion,my funeral jag
Here´s my resinnation ,I´ll serve it in drag
You´ve got front row seats to the penitence ball
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all
I said
Yeah Yeah I said Yeah yeah
C´mon c´mon c´mon I said
Save me
Get me the hell out of here
Save me
Too young to die and my dear
You can´t
If you can hear me just walk away and
Take me
Letra añadida por: Dark Orange