While looking for the answers Only questions come to mind Cause“ I“ve been lost in circles Which seems now for quite some time And I don“t know how I came here
Even how I got this far All I can tell you is my fate Is written in the black stars Well, what am I supposed to do?
Bless myself, this perfect hell of my own Is the best I“ve ever known Tell me something I don“t want to know Cause“ I can“t believe it“s so What am I supposed to do?
I“ve become sick of everyone now And I don“t feel remorse for the forgotten And I don“t care at all I“ve become sick of everyone now And I“m the patron voice of all the problems And I don“t care at all
Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh
Oh, take me away I“m sick of everyone today I“m not okay, but I“m fine this way Need no change to take me away I“m coming down, I fell apart It“s hard to keep together When you don“t know where to start
I“ve become sick of everyone now And I don“t feel remorse for the forgotten And I don“t care at all I“ve become sick of everyone now And I“m the patron voice of all the problems But sick of everyone