Walking on dry leaves in the wood I was born
I remember my childhood when slowly years went by
And they seemed to be endless, now I'm sitting in this room
Full of sadness, full of sadness, full of suicide
You made me feel like full of suicide
You made me feel like full of suicide, suicide
In this place, sitting on my bed
I remember my childhood playing with my friends
And they lost, I wish they were here with me, now
Full of tender, full of love, empty of suicide
You made me feel like full of suicide
You made me feel like full of suicide, suicide
In this place, sitting on my bed
I remember my childhood playing with my friends
You made me feel like full of suicide
You made me feel like full of suicide, suicide
Suicide, suicide, suicide