While looking for the answers only questions come to mind Cause I've been lost in circles, which seems now for quite some time And I don't know how I came here or even how I got this far All I can tell you is my fate is written in the black stars well What am I supposed to do?
Bless myself this perfect hell of my own, is the best I've ever known Tell me something I don't want to know, cause I can't believe it's so. What am I supposed to do?
I've become sick of everyone now And I don't feel remorse for the forgotten and I don't care at all I've become sick of everyone now And I'm the patron voice of all the problems and I don't care at all
Oh take me away I'm sick of everyone today I'm not OK but I'm fine this way, I need no change
So take me away I'm coming down, fell apart. It's hard to keep together when you don't know where start
I've become sick of everyone now and I don't feel remorse for the forgotten and I don't care at all I've become sick of everyone now and I'm the patron voice of all the problems but I'm sick of everyone