I want to wake up in your

white, white sun

I want to wake up in your world

with no pain

But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday

While you are numb all of the way



When you hate it you know you can feel but

When you love it you know it's not real

No



And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world

On its way to hell

The living are dead and

I hope to join them too

I know what to do and I did it well...



When you hate it you know you can feel but

When you love it you know it's not real

No



Shoot myself to love you

If I loved myself I'd be shooting you