This is no life.
I don't want it anymore.
I want to go home and never return
My world has burned.
For death, it's my turn.
Failure and bad luck has always taken over
I did the best I could with nothing.
And that is nothing.
Only the devil knocks on my door.
I don't have my son anymore
What is that more.
The holidays are always blue.
Maybe I bit off more than I could chew.
The black is not in the shadows
Don't want to hear my heart beat anymore.
This has never been a life.
At least not for me.
I have wasted a good life
Bound by strife.
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