Counting dead flowers on your way
You're picking up a cigarette end
The buildings all look alike around
The year marks of the iron drain covers
reads 666 6666 6666 666
Beautiful colors of red and blue
Rubbish bins filled with stinky food
Beautiful sounds of ding and dong
The rubbish collector has a dirty face
You're counting dried up leaves on your way
You're picking up a homeless pet
the people look alike around
the door numbers of the torn down buildings
reads 666 6666 6666 6666
The boy on the way to hell
The boy on the way to hell
The boy on his way to hell
The boy on his way to hell
The rainy days makes you
think less, complain more
Those who are going down, looking happier than you are
But you're not gonna be the way you are
This rotten world makes you careless, waste more
But those who are suffering are surely much wiser than you
Now this boy just left home, becoming those already walking on the street
Now this boy just betrayed his parents, becoming those already dying in the world
The boy on the way to hell
The boy on the way to hell
The boy on his way to hell
The boy on his way to hell
The rainy days makes you
think less, complain more
Those who are going down, looking happier than you are
But you're not gonna be the way you are
Plenty of thoughts, well nothing starts. Oh who cares every season of each year looks all the same? Go to another job interview; see another girl in a freak show. Meet all your friends twice and still feel like strangers, so we envy him of being so alone, so alone so alone so young so alone, so young so young so alone
Boy on the way to hell
Boy on the way to hell
Boy on his way to hell
Boy on his way to hell...
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