Life, torturing us people, this fight is almost over
Cry, go cry for me my mother, you noisy little mouse
And as am looking at the stars, please take my hand
With your hand, With your hand, so I'm not alone
And so you think, where is good there has to be filth
It's much easier this way
And as am progressively more fucked in my head
You don't care, please don't care
Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm not alive
We are what we consume
Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm gonna die
You cannot talk me through this father
(Yee)
Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm not alive
You cannot talk me through this father
And here we go again
I know that, that I'm gonna die
And you can cry, all night, about my life
I'm Insane
I'm Insane
I'm Insane
Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm not alive
We are what we consume
Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm gonna die
You cannot talk me through this father
Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm not alive
You cannot talk me through this father
And here we go again