When I feel my body drown.when I feel so sick and grim.When I walk in my old town.And I creep over my dreams.
When I feel the weight of stones,every day on my broken wings.Every day I crush my thoughts,to forget and drown my will.

I hate my life,come to me,oh please,I’m ill.I hate my life,and I creep over my dreams.

When I’m missing and I’m drowning,when I feel all my chills.Every day my body drown,deep and deeper with my dreams.
When I hear the song for weeping and I feel crazy and ill.I feel like that since I was born,to forget and drown my will.

I hate my life,come to me,oh please,I’m ill.I hate my life,and I creep over my dreams,to forget and drown my will…