For a moment it seems, that this moment won’t end

So I pray for the end

Wasting my time waiting for mercy

You sold me out just for the joy of hurting me

So I pray for the end



Rest my child and be still tortured thoughts become real



My heart stops such a rush, causes me to go numb

Wonder what next will come

Sitting alone in my misery

I’d like to make your life become history

Wonder what next will come



Rest my child and be still-tortured thoughts become real

Rest my child and be still-fucked up feelings kill



What more can I do?

What else could I do?

Fucked up feelings kill!

What else could I do?

What else can you do?

What else could I do?

What else could I do?



Rest my child and be still-fucked up feelings kill

Fucked up feelings kill



I lost again, once again, I don’t know where to start

Now I’m back at the start

You lied when you told me it would save me

Now taste the fucked-up feelings you gave me

I lost again, once again



Rest my child and be still-fucked up feelings kill

Fucked up feelings kill