Did you stop to think? Of being born at his place
if you only felt cold, to be able to die or kill
for nothing to matter anymore, for nothing to be fine
or rather to finish everything, putting the gun to the temple
I didn't choose this agony, I wasn't born without a soul
Life just weighs on me, I am the son of arms
I will take away your eyes and go up until I fall
go home alone, there's nothing left to see
the truths of my world make me start to wish
that if the morning comes I might not wake up
I didn't choose this agony, I wasn't born without a soul
Life just weighs on me, I am the son of arms
Noone has the answer, more violence, more fear
behind it all there's a child who's dying of pain
I didn't choose this agony, I wasn't born without a soul
Life just weighs on me, I am the son of arms
I didn't choose this agony, I wasn't born without a soul
Life just weighs on me, I am the son of arms
Noone is born without a soul, life just weighs on me