She hanged herself on the bedroom vent,
I guess she preferred it that way.
The next day her neighbours were asking themselves:
God, did we do something wrong?
There was a man on the top floor, with a pit bull and a wife,
they used to argue a lot.
He banged her head with a frying pan,
again and again and again.
Once there lived a quiet, retired couple,
they loved each other and all that.
One day he shot her saying:
Dear, you didn't dust all the shelves!
THEY LIVED IN PAIN,
THEY DIED IN VAIN.
IT'S ALWAYS THE SAME,
BECAUSE OF THE IGNORANT PEOPLE.
We just watched, trying to feel some regret,
wondering how the next days will end.
One, two, no, three days passed by,
when a hedgehog was hit by a car.