This world will fall and everybody knows but keeps his mouth closed I'm in a state of melancholy walking back home alone with some buds again So many thoughts disappear in the smoke curls so many thoughts will be back in my head I don't know how many thoughts my syringe contains I'll try double dose I don't wanna live And I'm still looking downwards I had just woken up and so has done my intence longing not to wake up anymore Without knowing why i do it every meaningless morning, another empty pack of Camels Another reason to give up smoking, another cup of shitty coffee and still the same empty room It seems one day the world stopped its rolling inevitable course It seems one day I was turned off No thoughts for morrow No other life is avilable Give me the person to follow to Someone who knows how to leave this nightmare How to stop draggin' out this miserable existence How to show me the sun when the time isn't fair