I live without recognition of faces. I'm like a tree in a forest: i would be happy to get lost.
I searched for love, but all i found was hate. Standing on my knees, beggin to forgive. No. I know it never ends. Look, I'm desolate.
Even when i'm awake, my twisted dreams keep chasing me. They seem so real. They won't let me out. Let me out! You can't blame a snake for having teeth.
I'm afraid of emptiness you left inside me. I want to forget this all like a bad trip. Like it was just a bad trip.