End Of Green

Same old pain, same old desire.
Reach my veins, it burns like fire.
That"s what I wanne be - my own worst enemy,
Sihundredsixtysix more ways to bleed, thats what my life should be,
My worthless enemy sihundredsixtysix more ways to bleed.
Speed my drug all day and night long, speed me up with all the days gone...
Hello darkdays, goodbye light.
Spit it out, my mournful life.