Texty: Forus. We. Under Stress.

Doubt take part to the game
And know I?m looking for
someone to blame
Someone to blame?
Pretty sure tomorrow
will be the same again
Beer in my mind,
brood the pros and cons
Screaming higher, EVERYDAY!
You're taking my life in your hands
(Is) this body still alive
But do we care so much?
Grief settle down...
...down in my head
DOWN IN MY HEAD!
I swear, again it will flow in my veins
(The same pain) from my old mistakes
You're taking my life in your hands
(Is) this body still alive
But do we care so much?
And as I'm scared I just turn my head
I keep the pain inside
(When I must through it out)
Before I turn off and I kill myself
(Yes, the body is still alive)
But all inside is dead!