I'm finishing up and going to bed
My body is like a plant before the rain
I'm crawling near the edge
Nothing seems nice anymore
Suicidal that's what I am
I have no feelings left for life itself
My monotonous life will disappear
Bring down Jesus and let him slave before my God
What have I done so wrong
I try to live my life the way I was taught
I'm crawling near the edge
Nothing seems so right anymore