Verse 1: Wish I was too dead to cry My self-affliction fades Stones to throw at my creator Masochists to which I cater Chorus: You don't need to
Wish I was too dead to cry A self affliction face Stones to throw at my creator Masochist to which I cater You don't need to bother I don't need to be
Traducció: Nus escorredor. Molestar.
: Wish I was too dead to cry A self affliction face Stones to throw at my creator Masochist to which I cater You don't need to bother I don't need to
Verse 1: Wish I was too dead to cry My self-affliction fades Stones to throw at my creator Masochists to which I cater Chorus: You don't need