Don't ask me any questions
Buzz off, will you?
Go on, don't stand around
Go away, will you?
From my side, you've stolen my years
Go share yourself, who would take you?
You'd get away with every year you steal
It'd be hard with someone else, your love would be forgotten
Hit the road, hit the reason
Stop chasing me, I'm exhausted
Blame them, ask yourself
You've taken away my soul, from my hands
Either shoot me, or hit yourself
I'm fed up with my life
With my dreams, my hands