Sammy

Crash crash crash
There go the young boy's hopes
Fallen from the sky
Smashed into the ground
Broken into pieces
Shattered all around

Hey, don't worry Sammy boy
Those hopes that were filled with joy
You know they won't come true
So there's no need for feeling blue
Quit hoping for the past
Accept your future at last

Sammy, you keep dweling on your memories
Chasing ghosts from another life
Just stab them with your knife
Make them bleed out all your pain
Let them see, let them feel
You've been hurting for no gain

Damn those idiotic ghosts
Drenched your dreams in gasoline
Then caught in hellish fire
Like the most dreadful dream
You stretch out for light
But there ain't even a gleam

Poor young Sammy
He is lost within himself
Life's a bitch, they say
A real funless whore
Dear Sammy knows this, of course
But still he craves for more

(Qualquer possivel erro gramatical ou ortográfico será corrigido numa altura em que eu não tiver com sono...)