Ages... Mysit mycke ironi :) I've been wishing for death since the age of seven,// but now when I'm dead I'm sure as hell not in heaven// I've noticed that this must be what they all call hell// Wishing death is a sin, wait a second I'll tell// One time, I must have been about eight // I was to old to be told to belevie in faith// Walked around in the dark, saw my parents in bed// I sure as hell ran, I should've staid instead// I've been gambling and cursing since the age of nine// What the fuck, who cares, I'm running out of time// I shall notify I was seen as a wonder// But today as you know, I'm way down under// I heard the voices at ten, the really freaked me out// what everyone said was, "What the hell are you screaming about?"// Wishing death is quite an easy thing to do// But wait a second you dont know what I've been trough// When I turned eleven,the kid disappeard // Stopped believing in heaven,started to believe in fear// Twelve years old, a life filld with horror// My folks was afraid I would be dead by tomorrow// My life went on and in June I turned thirteen// Got a interest in music, and something a bit more green// Smoking grass with my friends, wishing death to all jocks// Staying out way to late, making jokes about cocks// I was fourteen that time when I first met a shrink// And the first thing I heard I was way to young to drink// It was my fifteenth birthday and I knew it was time// But before I'll do it I'll take a second to rhyme// Walking down to the kitchen, grabbing a knife// Stabbing my chest and ending my life.// Va snälla :)