it?s time to talk about my depressions
and about my emotional problems.
you can?t it see, you can?t change it
this is all inside my soul.
i?d like something to do against my depressions
(but) i don?t know my own desire.
i don?t understand, i don?t explain
i have to talk about my feelings.
in each other chance, i?d like to drink a beer.
but when it?s very boting, my feelings changes to the negative.
i see with other eyes, everywhere only sh*t.
i would like kill my friends, destroy your possession and their lives.
i?m often sitting desperate lonenly everywhere.
desires like suicide are smashing my brain.
a voice from the eternity tell me “stay a live
you have to lose the evil, enjoy your shortly life again.
nightmare, apokalyptic visions, no hope in my head.
dark desire like suicide want to end my life, want to end my life.
everywhere i see the darkness, i only see the badness/malevolence.
all my friends are asholes without know-how, (but) i?ve the problem not my friends.
i?d like to take a razor?s edge to cut my artary on my arms.
i don?t like to live in this (f*cking) commercial world.
i only want to die, ionly want to die.
only suicide, suicide.