It seems that the more life flashes me by,
The more the lies are soaked into my cry,
The more my heart weakens,
Is the harder it is to take the next breath.

I lie down in my bed screaming with no sound,
All the thoughts are mixed to something unclear,
The pain of betrayal is bitter than the last drop of tear,
With every lift, the crash is harder.

It seems that I must have sinned in an earlier life,
Cause otherwise I can't manage to explain all this hurting,
The tears already burned into my skin,
The tears have already left a permanent mark.

My place in this world has gotten lost,
All I can do is wait for something to pull me out,
Cause every time I try,
It only works for a little while...