Helvetia Kris
This boy was just another Kris
We wore his style
The grass so sick
Off a spark
Grew out his hair and roamed the streets
[?] this house
Started smoking cigs
In the park
Oh, [?] was that pretty [?] quick
He needed to find some [?]
Who knew where he was at
In his [?]
[?]
Jumped the train
Freezing corpse
Greeted [?] with a smile
Oh, [?] caught in [?]
Oh, back [?]
[?]
Oh, you should run
