Close the door
Cause I’m lying on my bed
And I’m talking with the dead
We’re starting to…

I killed my friend
Now we’re drinking some hot tea
And we’re watching on TV
Show of…

You’re cynic, little kindly boy
And pathetic, like abandoned toy
I wish I could help you and you’ve never said:
“Good grief, how awful”

Turn off the lights
Cause my camera has flash
And it is focused on your slash
I’m thinking about the…

Now show me your smile
Your were sitting in the pub,
But, now, I’ve finished your makeup.
And it’s time to…

I’m in jail.
With the “PlayBoy” in my hand
And the “fifteen” in my head
I’m trying to…