The lost days will not come back
The best ones will not come, never, never, never
Never, never, never
Eh, eh, eh

The lost days will not come back, the best ones will not come
And damn, I just want to slit my throat with a compass, yeah
Slit my throat with a compass, yeah, slit my throat with a compass, yeah, yeah

The lost days will not come back, the best ones will not come
And damn, I just want to slit my throat with a compass, yeah
Slit my throat with a compass, yeah, slit my throat with a compass, yeah, yeah, yeah

And screw it, I just want to go back to 2017
I don't know if it's in the crowd or from my building that I need to jump
Do I stay in yours if I shoot myself in the head
And now I can't party, I feel too eaten up by my mistakes
And worries in my notes, I'm being betrayed by my friends
If I extended my hand to you, it was to save you, not for you to amputate me
Sometimes the girl is my friends, it's a psychopath thing
I want to hold her in my arms but she wants me to take her doggy style
Very often I would like to cry but my eyes prefer to stay dry
In my head the noise of her screams, the noise of the AK-47
Big bills in the bag, I'll never be dry again
And yet I prefer the time when I left without paying for my kebab

The lost days will not come back, the best ones will not come
And damn, I just want to slit my throat with a compass
The lost days will not come back, the best ones will not come
And damn, I just want to slit my throat with a compass

And now I don't understand, I do everything to get out of it but I feel bad
As if the only way to get out of it was to shoot myself
And I try to lie to myself by telling myself that life is beautiful
But the girl I love, she was eating my heart like a damn cannibal
No, I won't tell you where it hurts
But well you must know since you have my blood on your hands
I see your ghost in my room, over time I find it normal
And given the blood I'm losing, I'm not sure I'll see tomorrow

The lost days will not come back (the lost days will not come back)
The best ones will not come (the best ones will not come)
The lost days will not come back (the lost days will not come back)
The best ones will not come (the best ones will not come)

The lost days will not come back, the best ones will not come
And damn, I just want to slit my throat with a compass, yeah
Slit my throat with a compass, yeah, slit my throat with a compass, yeah, yeah, yeah

The lost days will not come back, the best ones will not come
And damn, I just want to slit my throat with a compass, yeah
Slit my throat with a compass, yeah, slit my throat with a compass, yeah, yeah, yeah

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