| Projector |
| Your mother´s gonna die And you´ll be dressed in deepest black Your children´s gonna die You know they´re never coming back It´s such a lack For your worthless self And you want them back So you dream about the summer they where 12 Years old We´re all gonna die Sha la-la-la-la-la-la-la Your friend´s all gonna die You hide your face and shed a tear You´re sister´s gonna die And all you feel is worthless fear You want her near But she´s gone forever And you can´t conquer The pathetic little demons from your past Oh, what a blast We´re all gonna die Sha la-la-la-la-la-la-la |