Suicide Testo

Testo Suicide

Evasione, Gianna Nannini patteggia un anno e due mesi
You're cutting your vains
Your puls slows down
Your body is flowing
Your circulation collapsed
Your body feels sleepy
Your eyes getting weak
Your knees are shaking
Your brain is dead
There is a white light
Is it the end?
But there is a gate
Do you comprehend?