Archive for December, 2005

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.