The curtain's closed No way home The nectar of life run dry These tainted words Made to hurt Cut in me with it's knife
Eating my mind And with each bite I'm begging "Please Lord, no
This plase is a mess The one has gone
Lovesongs, they kill me They kill me...Now Love songs are killing me Are killing me...Right now
Trained to attack Bull eye shot in black I never thought they'd get me These pictures in my head... Lying in my bed... These whisp make me bleed
I can't hear the sceneries Of constant tragedies Of what I meant to feel no more 'cause I'm already dead And I just cannot bear To hear another word no more