Say hello to Satan, once you cross the bridge
Screams turned to whispers, fighting in the mist
I do not belong here; they clipped my wings
Uncertain, unstable, do I even exist?
Now how can I fly away?
We’re born to die anyway
I’m getting high everyday
Will suicide end the pain?
Say hello to Satan, once you cross the bridge
Screams turned to whispers, fighting in the mist
I do not belong; they clipped my wings
Uncertain, unstable, do I even exist?
Now how can I fly away?
We’re born to die anyway
I’m getting high everyday
Will suicide end the pain?