I don't love anyone anymore - fact!
Even myself, for what?
Like an empty store,
It's getting bigger even more
Empty space, ugly faces
Am I trying to escape?
Invisible myself
I don't even got no rhyme, words, why?
I am stuck inside myself
Just like those clouds in the sky
There is no cause, it's all because
I feel like fucken die
That fucken alcohol and drugs
It got me all
Despite the job from day to day
I feel so good, but I am not
I never understood,
If it's a start of where I end, but
Why I feel so fucken bad? Why I feel so fucken bad?
What is the point now, [shit...]
To make around people wow!,
It makes no sense
Like bullshit, I am out!
