Dead like a stone A withered rose A weak soul ...and broken bones Fragments in the middle of the crowd Do you know the feeling I'm telling about When a peace of mind can never be found?
I ran too close to the sun I flied too high The threshold of life is too fragile I'm fragmented and lost
My blood still runs But it feels too cold Should I give up, give up, give up? Should I be gone? Burning fast from both ends The racking hours come again and again Fragile that's all I am
Hey! Was I born to suffer? Did I ask to be born at all? Life is ripping my heart out!