Daughter

Disorder (Ita)

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Oh... Well... My daughter you killed me!
Don't think you feel better, you are stronger do you?
Now through the fog of my grave of my death
I see you and you're laughting at me__me!

Hey... You... I know what i did!
Sure I feel better I am stronger fuck you__you!
now what I want to do first is to piss on your
grave and then runnin' away__now

Buried deep under the sand
all I hear is the old church's bell
but I still can't understand
am I in heaven or am I in hell?

Burning my life, burning my pride
I'm so surprised of all yours lies
look in your eyes, scanning your mind
I feel like shit seeing what I see...

...Oh mother I'm not your daugther anymore...