I want to walk on music I want to walk to heaven I want to always be like that Forever stay like that Every time I play my music I always take some of my medicine I eat it like peanuts in the skin Sometimes too much until I sleep When I woke up I was surprised And I repeat it until I'm bored Start me opening my drink bottle And soon I burn my cigarette My life starts soon My eyes are open My brain and soul have merged But I'm always bothered about one Satan always disturbs my soul Making me depressed and want to hurt myself He always wants to take me to hell But I'm still awake in this world How can my family and people around me not like my habits I always felt careless and continued to follow my selfishness Drugs and alcohol make me feel better How could I not understand either I do not want to get out of this habit I do not want to get out of my favorite I heard it's suicide boys my soul will burn every day and every moment Nobody will like me None Everyone hates me and my habits It feels perfect, says the horn in my heart