What is the English song title at the beginning of the Xinjiekou suicide diary 5

Suicide diary. Lyrics: MC Han

Composer: McT Han

Arrangement: Xinjiekou Group.

Mixing: MCHAN Singing: Xinjiekou Combination.

Lyrics: Remnants.

One day I tried to use a razor blade.

I want to make a complete break with this damn life.

I even hated my parents for bringing me into this world.

The desire to be a corpse overrides everything.

I could no longer endure the pain of the siege of my heart.

It's no exaggeration to cross depression.

Straight to death I think if there had been a gun at the time.

I'll be sure to aim at my temples.

Pound. Gave every best friend one last time**.

I've never had such a calm conversation as I have now.

Loosen your seatbelt if the speed limit exceeds 3 times the highway speed.

I can't wait to meet God soon.

I don't want to live like a mummy anymore.

Optimism wrapped in disguise.

Tied to a living wooden coffin.

I'd rather know how to die.

I don't want to understand the complexity and cruelty of this society.

The body is getting colder and colder.

I can't forgive the world.

It hurt me to the point of losing the ability to fight back.

Everything that happened around me made me sick for a while.

Treat others as friends, but they are calculated everywhere.

Bad by the best brothers.

Just because of my woman, he also loves.

Pushing us apart.

She said she loved me, but she married someone else soon afterward.

I had no way to face it, and I had no way to escape it.

I was so tired of starting a business that I was sick.

I often have nosebleeds and vomit but I don't dare to go to the hospital.

Understanding this word is especially important to me.

But no one can give it to me.

Instead, it's all ridicule.

I'm really tired.

I want to shed a tear once.

I want Valium tablets to keep me asleep.

I heard the withering of my own heart.

Just let me inject the back of my blue hand for the last time.

All depictions of beauty are.

I was tired of rushing into the bathroom after drinking again and again.

I'm tired of the dark night when the price is clearly marked.

Tired of stressful day-to-day days.

I like the fishy sweetness in my mouth.

Eager to experience severing my carotid artery blood vessels.

Prefer to take tranquilizers for long sleep.

It can make me lose the line between reality and dreams.

It seems that this is the accompaniment of foreign **, I have it, if you want to call me, ** will give it to you, hehe.

One day I tried to use a razor blade.

I want to make a complete break with this damn life.

I even hated my parents' desire to bring me into this world as a corpse above all else.

I could no longer endure the pain of the siege of my heart.

No exaggeration. Crossing depression.

Straight on the road to death.

I think if there had been a gun at that time.

I'll be sure to aim my temple pounds.

Gave every best friend one last time**.

I've never had such a calm conversation as I have now.

Loosen your seatbelt if the speed limit exceeds 3 times the highway speed.

I can't wait to meet God soon.

I don't want to live like a mummy anymore.

Optimism wrapped in disguise tied to the wooden coffin of life.

I'd rather know how to die.

I don't want to understand the complexity and cruelty of this society.

The body is getting colder and colder.

I can't forgive the world.

It hurt me to the point of losing the ability to fight back.

Everything that happened around me made me sick for a while.

Treat others as friends, but they are calculated everywhere.

Bad by the best brothers.

Just because of my woman, he also loves to drive us apart.

She said she loved me, but she married someone else soon afterward.

I had no way to face it, and I had no way to escape it.

I was so tired of starting a business that I was sick.

I often have nosebleeds and vomit but I don't dare to go to the hospital.

Understanding this word is especially important to me.

But no one can give it to me, it's all ridicule.

I'm really tired.

I want to shed a tear once.

I want Valium tablets to keep me asleep.

I heard the withering of my own heart.

Just let me inject the back of my blue hand for the last time.

All depictions of beauty are.

I was tired of rushing into the bathroom after drinking again and again.

I'm tired of the dark night when the price is clearly marked.

Tired of stressful day-to-day days.

I like the fishy sweetness in my mouth.

Hungry for experience. Cut my carotid artery.