with pale look on the face

doors are watching how another wound blooms

heart's bleeding,everything stays

as it is all the time

now there is a wish to commit a crime

they call it suicide

anyway, never want someone to have what's been inside

 

i will go away from my 

feelings, everything and everyone

i'm tired of these attempts, now i wonder 

why do i have all these tortures

what have i done?

 

it seems like there are no more tears left

all of which had been are now dead on the bed

it is so tiring to be not able to feel the pain

wish i were dead, anyway there's no rain

if just someone told me that i don't really live in vain

i'd have some last effort not to sit on a dead train

life is playing jokes with me, for sure she has fun

but i am not in that mood, so i'm leaving, i'm gone

 

i will go away from my 

feelings, everything and everyone

i'm tired of these attempts and i wonder, 

why do i have all these tortures,

what have i done so bad

 

that could make the skies start to cry?!

so bad

that could make all those people want me die?!

so bad

that could make this bad life become worse?!

so bad

that could make them feel i am a curse?!

 

there's only one thing that could make me stay