withering to death..
Sunday, December 11th, 2005 finally i manage to get my hands on the final..*drool*
the starting of the song is simply beautiful..aaa however, when i
read the translation of the song found out that its *very* suicidal.. XD tsk2..
watched the pv for it b4..the guy in the end put a gun in his mouth and *kaboom* (not that they show it la..just my interpretation..hehe) ..papepun sgt2 x sesuai untuk tontonan kanak2 ribena..aaand besides that..=D you also get to cuci mata tgk bishies playing guitar n bass dgn semangatnye..hahaa..kakkoiiii! *^o^* really =D
hm suddenly remember the girl who took 25 dose of panadol who after that went
into coma and died after a few days..the reason..? she had just
finished her exam and was all stressed out thinking that she did her
exam badly (if i’m not mistaken)
if i were to think that way i dont know how many times i would have
tried to commit suicide.. x_X maybe she also had other problems
mounting on her..n think life is too cruel n why dont i just *poof*
away..yare yare..just think about the misery and sadness the family
have to bear..huhuu..
I watch my purpose disappear…
my left hand unable to write the words.
everytime I shed blood, my reason for living…
the words come to me clearly.
in my hands, even my beloved is scattered gloriously
in my hands, even if I cut the meaning of my life in,
I know it’s a meaningless flower.
one, two and growing… why do I become the humorless feed?
The Final
the deep prison at my core, I can never return.
a masochistic loser unable to feel tomorrow
Suicide is the proof of life.
in my hands, even my beloved is scattered gloriously
in my hands, even if I cut the meaning of my life in,
perishes a meaningless flower.
So I can’t live, so I can’t live
Yes, that which I’ve lost
So I can’t live, so I can’t live
can’t be made again.
So I can’t live, so I can’t live
the song doesn’t even seek
So I can’t live, so I can’t live
to prove my life
Let’s put an end… The Final
I’ll make the bud of a suicide attempt blossom.