Besedila: Cold. Goodbye Cruel World.

All my friends are taking over, to make a mess of me
All my friends are broke and ugly, and make a mess of me
Then I saw a river fall from Heaven, rain mistakes on me
Then I saw your mother shoot your father, killed herself the same
All my friends have made a cyclone, to make a mess of me
All my friends have broken silence, to make a mess of me
All my friends are taking over to make, a mess of me
All my friends are broke and ugly and make, a mess of me
Then I saw a river fall from Heaven, rain mistakes on me
Then I saw your mother shoot your father, killed herself the same
Blow it all away
Get the gun out
Load the bullets
Shot that fucker in his head