Friday Night,
A dark night.
I held the pill in my hand
I took it, ofcuse; I wanted a tip to “the land”.

The time was in, time for hunting.
You heard a shoot, and she started grunting.
I turned my face to hide from the blood
This is it, I understood
I turned back and I saw
Dark red blood, all over her bra.
I looked into her eye
I knew it was time to say goodbye.

I started to get used
I had to stop my abuse.
Every time, it got worse
It was a curse.

I heard a sound
Then I looked around.
There he stood, the man of the law
I knew that he saw.
I pulled my knife
And started to stab for my life.
When the only thing I found,
Was dead tissue on the ground
It came up to me,
I was poison to the society.
This is the only way out, I did say,
When I lay across the railway and did a pray.