Luyện nghe bài hát On The Way To San Francisco

I want to die
But I feel this is it

Stomach in
Twenty pounds
A of hell
Six months

Lost in a sick
World of
I cry 'cause gone
Im dying in pain, in

My love for you is
I this sick world Ill never forget
I you this note
I put razor into my skin

The tub
I awaken in
I choke on my own
I hear the phone

to reality
Pat and I are off to the

for six months straight
Im myself in alcohol and pain
magnifies times ten
The blood in my is starting to run thin

I dont to die
I feel that is it
My is in my hands

I want to die
I feel that is it
My face is in my
Again I slit my