Текст песни Type O Negative - Gravitational Constant: G = 6. 67 X 108
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Well Ive got no more reason to liveAnd Ive got no more love to giveTonights the nightIll paint the town redIll put another whole through my headUnjustifiable existenceNow I feel the weight of a world on my backIve seen the futureThe future looks blackIts what I must doI have no reservationsAint talk bout self preservationUnjustifiable existenceGravity crushing meGravity crushing meYeah I feel something pulling me downForcing me between myself and the groundOf all the nightmares that ever came trueI think that gravity (gravity-gravity) is youUnjustifiable existenceGravity crushing meGravity crushing meIve got a problemA problem with hateI cant go on dragging this weightA cold steel hand that wont let goAcid-filled thoughts out of controlI built myself a nice little cageWith bars of anger and a lock of rageI cant help asking whos got the key? When I know damned well its meNo I aint hinting for sympathyIm used to dealing with apathyThe scars on my wrists may seem like a crimeJust wish me better luck next timeSo what if I died a thousand deathsYou think Im insane but I have no regretsOne more time wont matter no questionSuicide is self expression.