Tekstovi: The Ponys. Lets Kill Ourselves.

Emotionally drained
A black cloud is coming down to be my guide
And it will tell me things
About the facts of life and how to survive

Sometimes I feel like killing myself
Let's get together, we'll kill ourselves

I'm full of rage
The song of violence sings inside of my mind
And it will tell me things
About the pain of life and how the sad will die

Sometimes I feel like killing myself
Let's get together, we'll kill ourselves
We'll kill ourselves

A tragic tale
How the devil laid his hands over my eyes
And he will tell me things
About the afterlife and all the hidden cries

Sometimes I feel like killing myself
Let's get together, we'll kill ourselves
We'll kill ourselves, we'll kill ourselves
We'll kill ourselves, we'll kill ourselves