Life, torturing us people, this fight is almost over Cry, go cry for me my mother, you noisy little mouse And as am looking at the stars, please take my hand With your hand, With your hand, so I'm not alone And so you think, where is good there has to be filth It's much easier this way And as am progressively more fucked in my head You don't care, please don't care Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm not alive We are what we consume Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm gonna die You cannot talk me through this father (Yee) Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm not alive You cannot talk me through this father And here we go again I know that, that I'm gonna die And you can cry, all night, about my life I'm Insane I'm Insane I'm Insane Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm not alive We are what we consume Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm gonna die You cannot talk me through this father Cause I know and I know and I know that I'm not alive You cannot talk me through this father And here we go again