Blood stained, my soul is pure no more
Memories scarring, deceit is barring the door
Let me out or lock me, decision is based on greed from within
Mein Klein Engel
This thing is fucking my head and I wish I were dead
Catastrophe, it lies up ahead, it makes me retch to think about you
Angry? oh, fuck, no way
I'll wallow in misery and pain to savor the thought of you
Mein Klein Engel
Opportunist leech of life, using other people, like you had the right
Doesn't matter what I say, 'cause I'm fucked either way
