I grew up in sorrow
I own a life that I should not have
So I hate those who don’t care theirs
Degrading their souls
Watch out for inner
If you want your life to be better
Expect yourself to claim for your own end
Just ask me, I'm pleased to help
Be perfect or be dead
It’s the only rule you’d respect
If you don’t care for your life
Bring it back to millions who want
I should be stillborn
And not see the day
So I slain and I ma
Those who don’t have to live
Because nobody needs them
And no one will cry on their graves