Tell me, so called βgodβ , why do you always do this ,
I donβt want any money or cars or rings,
All i need is calmness, to be happy ,
Why did u make my soul this full and this empty.
I donβt wanna die , nah i do , im just scared ,
Im scared of being alone in darkness and not being able to find my bed ,
Or maybe thereβs heaven? Is it really there?
Even if it is, i dont think thereβs gonna be anyone who will care.
Or maybe Iβm going to hell ??
Oh youβre right Iβll fit in well,
With all these demons, bad people , fire ,
I wonβt feel bad for being a liar.
Iβll ******* rule that darkness, gonna make devil my ***** ,
Iβll say ohh lucy, your money are souls, so u wanna get rich?!!
Ofc heβll say yes, and Iβll come back here,
Iβm gonna act again, be fun to be near ,
Iβll lie to peopleβs faces, make them love being close,
Then Iβll drag them to hell, send them kisses and hells gate will close.
I can do this, im pretty sure to be honest,
But am i really that bad or am i just being modest,
Yes Iβm a liar, actor, ironic and even cruel at times
But its not my fault , its a fault of my life and all these lies
That were being told to me, fake friendships and love
Fake girlfriend, fake people and even a fake dad ,
How the **** did i deserve this? What did i do ?
Why should i ******* know how it feels to be lied to?
And thats when i started being a two-face,
Like an angel who lost his grace,
For everyone im light, funny , good friend to br found
For me im dark, sad , depressed clown
