Do you understand
That the skateboarder fell
Do you understand
That he tried to stand up
Do you see the bus
In your dreams, still
I am sorry, man
I am sorry, dude
Do you live, do you die?
Do you say, that it's scary?
Do you hang, with your friends?
Do they still, play with handguns?
Do you live, do you die?
Do you say, that it's scary?
Do you hang, with your friends?
Do they still, play with handguns?
I will rip you
I will tear you
I can't save you
But I loved you
His eyes were grey
His lips were grey
I will rip you
I will tear you
We have dreams
Pretty things
We have thoughts
Ugly ones
We have dreams
Pretty things
We have thoughts
I will rip you
I will tear you
I can't save you
But I loved you
His eyes were grey,
his lips were grey(Stop and cry, the murder scene, he's always alive)
I will rip you,
I will tear for you(Stop and stare and look away, everything's fine)
Woah-oooh, oooh ooh
Woah-ooh, oooh
Woah-oooh, oooh ooh
Woah-ooh, oooh
