When I was sixteen there was a man who was supposed to love me
But it didn't go as planned in the end, shit !!
Wallah it's too much I want to die !!!
Ok calm Plague you have to record a song ...
So he was supposed to love me ...
The day of the meeting he was fucking pissing me off while I was with a friend!
Three years after we went out, he said "do you want to go out with me?"
I told him I wanted to, I loved him ...
There was the marriage, the break-up and today I am depressed!
In addition because of this asshole I suffered!
I'm fucking shy!
I'm fucking ashamed of myself!
WHORE ! WHORE ! WHORE !
I want to die !!!
IT'S EITHER ME OR HIM, I WANT TO TELL YOU THAT I WILL WIN !!!
Whore !!!
One day later, I couldn't find it, I took the rope and I hid it under the pillow !!!
Damn I'm gonna win !!! I will find him and assassinate him !!!
And then I'm going to catch my crush !!!