Just in the last five months
I already died four times
And still having to me three lives to waste
Just in the last five months
I already died four times
And still having to me three lives to waste
It was a red sea
Bringing me from the bedroom to the bathroom
Frozen pupil
I didn't know of anything else
It's no-brainer yes this almost death
Baffling realize
The things are and everything rise in spite of us
Pale, sick
Rendered, decadent
Live really looks like
Stuff for the insistent ones
The posture is combative
I still here alive
A bit sadder
But even stronger
And now I'm back
I want to see you enduring me
Just in the last five months
I already died four times
And still having to me three lives to waste
Just in the last five months
I already died four times
And still having to me three lives to waste
The shadow's box opened
It was one seaquake after the other
Iron in the jugular
Taking everything of it's place
If bad stuff make we grow
And all this cliche
I don't even fit in the house
I don't fit here anymore
Pale, sick
Rendered, decadent
Live really looks like
Stuff for the insistent ones
The posture is combative
I still here alive
A bit sadder
But even stronger
And now I'm back
I want to see you enduring me
Just in the last five months
I already died four times
And still having to me three lives to waste
Just in the last five months
I already died four times
And still having to me three lives to waste
Oh to waste
To waste
Just three lives to waste
To waste.