Rawside - H-Story Lyrics

All gone, see my misery
the same game day by day
but boone comprehends
whats going one
Help me - I suicide me
Help me - H kills me
We junks need your f*ckin' help
and don't need your refuse
'cause we are f*ckin' sick
H means death
No H x 4
Come on get a new injection in my vein
on and on after a short time
only then I got the feeling to be free
I kill my brain and my reality