I'm standing at the backyard, And vomit all my pain, After i washed my mouth I started count what i have gained. So i wrote a little note, It will remind me of these days. I hope you won't be in my shoes, And have this penalty to pay. Get out of my head! Get out of my head! Out of my head! So i write this on a paper, you're dead, And i dig a hole into the ground. So i write this on a paper, you're dead, And i bury it into the ground. I still see your clothes here All around my place. And i can still feel the smell of your skin, But no more, I have to forget, and set myself free. So i write this on a paper, you're dead, And i dig a hole into the ground. So i write this on a paper, you're dead, And i bury it into the ground. Into the ground. Into the ground.