I'm so happy, because today i found my friends, they're all dead.

I'm a lie,
you're a lie
We are a lie
Lying to each other.

Some other end
Some other reality
It's not ours
It's not meant for me.
'Cause all i can see are aches,
standing on the air,
the breeze, the wind,
blowing down the dreams,
blowing down my soul
while i'm on the ground
wishing to be burried
or to be forgotten
by the ones i love
(they don't love me)
for the ones i care
(they don't care about me)
with the things i wish i had before you went
away, a long ago, before it's late, for all the things to be alright,
there's not so much that i can do
there isn't much that i can say
to avoid the fucking hurricane
of shit that's coming,
inside my brain,
nothing makes sense, and i wish i cared,
but i couldn't care less,
and i wish you knew,
that i don't want,
i don't need,
and i will not trust,
ever again,
on anyone,
or anything,
that's stands in front,
of my personna,
on this everyday life
that's it's just a game,
at least for me,
we're all the same,
the same old shit,
the same old hate,
that never change,
only recreate,
new ways to hate,
and to abuse,
use and destroy.
resentful me,
that wanted to be,
another person,
another being,
another one, that's is so nice
and clean, and fucking joyful,
but all i am, is a hatreful bastard,
a son of chaos, that makes no sense,
'cause all i can be, and all i wanted
is already taken,
or belongs to someone,
better than me,
better than the best that i can be,
because the best of me,
is not good enough,
so i just stand still,
sitting in my sadness,
covered by my madness,
waiting to die,
waiting to feel,
some more pain,
while i hold here still,
still and quiet,
on my own personal silence.