While looking for the answers,
Only questions come to mind,
'Cause I've been lost in circles,
Which seems now for quite some time,
And I don't know how I came here,
Or even how I got this far,
All I can tell you is my fate,
Is written in the black stars,
Well, what am I supposed to do?
Bless myself, this perfect hell of my own,
It's the best I've ever known,
Tell me something I don't want to know,
'Cause I can't believe it's so,
What am I supposed to do?
I've become sick of everyone now,
And I don't feel remorse for the forgotten,
And I don't care at all,
I've become sick of everyone now,
And I'm the patron voice of all the problems,
And I don't care at all.
Oh take me away,
I'm sick of everyone today,
I'm not okay, but I'm fine this way,
I need no change,
So take me away.
I'm coming down, fell apart,
It's hard to keep together,
When you don't know where to start.
I've become sick of everyone now,
And I don't feel remorse for the forgotten,
And I don't care at all,
I've become sick of everyone now,
And I'm the patron voice of all the problems,
I'm sick of everyone!