Your cries are ground up, your life is wasted to suck the enemy
I’m afraid of falling to never get up again
I’m afraid of hating you forever and my life passing
I haven’t healed, you see I grow weary
Tired of hearing you tell me how to live
Tired of carrying these empty bags
Tired of listening to these bored people talk
Tired of listening to these envying people talk
Tired of listening to these people, I should lie down
I’m afraid of sleeping and never waking up again
I’m afraid of still having to believe it every night
Tears of panic, sanded-down face
Terror in down time, each day seems a bit shorter to me
Each useless minute, each day sinks deeper into me, how it makes my head spin
I don’t have the time anymore
Ruin and sew our torn hearts, mutilated by your treatment
I would never, never have thought of damaging you, giving up on you
I surrender, my arms let go of seeing you, so real
So you
Ready to lose everything to keep your wild dream, its ghost
I hate myself, I was mistaken
I would go find my strength in the hate that you nurse
Glue my hands onto your heart of rancor
Extracting the acrid suicide
Clench my fists on your heart of rancor
Emptying the pungent liquid of temper
Disfigured from easy acrimony, here you are, ugly from living
Starved of wishes, too much appetite
Hostile excitement, here you are, completely eager, collapsed
Too much appetite my girl, I could very well end up making you vomit
How many more years
How much time
Nothing will ever be like before
How many times, in the heart of you, how many times
Your truth has hated me
Nothing will be like before
Nothing will be like before