I`m painting, I paint a picture in your mind.
If you`re driving roads to suicide, I know you can sympathise.
If your love is a cheatin` and if you`re blinded by the pain
Your honeymoon in summer is a picnic in thel when you`re dead
Yeah you`ll be greatful when you`re dead
Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba ba.
I`m shaking, I shake the spear before you`re eyes
Well if you know you`re history, you will read between lines
If you`re waiting for a vision, to illuminate you`re mind
To leave this world of misery, to leave it all behind
Yeah you`ll be greatful when you`re dead
Ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba ba.
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